Sweet like sunrise on your shoulder,

drippin’ honey on the vinyl slow;

I taste tomorrow in your smile,

and every maybe feels like home.

Landon’s whisper in the back seat,

Bren’s falsetto lighting up the dash;

we ride the chorus like a freeway,

two hearts synced in neon flash.

You say “stay,” the night obeys—

sweet, we melt the moon away.

Sweet like honey on your tongue at dawn

Sweet like vinyl spinning slow

Sweet like every secret we lean on

Sweet like moonlight on the road

Sweet like laughter in the kitchen

Sweet like rain against the pane

Sweet like every wish we’re whispering

Sweet like love we can’t explain