Baggage (Love) (feat. Wilderness)

Mangos are sweet Like summer to iced tea Blue skies over high seas Young girl, she's a Pisces Eat one with me, girl Your waters keep climbing Consuming and finding Each part of me hiding in secrecy I wish there could be another way A way around this mountain top A way around this grassy bend A way around this genuine Feeling The warmth on our skin Through lace and a honey lens We could grab at grass and catch Nothing Wishing for a satellite love but feel Nothing Ice clinks our glasses and beads The brim My heart drops in molasses and Clover When I see him When I see him