High - Jessie Frye, Robert Parker

Let’s ride with the top down

I wanna feel your hands in my hair

I think that I like you

'Cause other boys just can’t handle me

And we sneak into movies

And make love on the Fourth of July

I’m so glad that I found you

My secret paradise

But it feels so good to throw away my phone

Let’s get a bottle of wine and talk until the sunrise

'Cause your love is making me high

H-high, high

H-high, high, high

H-high, high

Ooh, your love is making me high

H-high, high

H-high, high, high

H-high, high

Ooh, your love is making me high

Life feels like a mystery

But really you just have to make a choice

And when you are with me I don’t hear all the crazy noise

I’m such a control freak

But you know the better half of me

I don’t want to cry or overthink

It’s been a really hard week and you can set me free

You know you can

'Cause your love is making me high

H-high, high

H-high, high, high

H-high, high

Ooh, your love is making me high

H-high, high

H-high, high, high

H-high, high

Ooh, your love is making me high

Your love, your love

Your love is making me

Your love, your love

Your love is making me

Your love, your love

Your love is making me high

Your love, your love (Oh, baby)

Your love is making me

Your love, your love (Oh, baby)

Your love is making me

Your love, your love (Oh, baby)

Your love is making me high

'Cause your love is making me high

H-high, high

H-high, high, high

H-high, high

Ooh, your love is making me high

H-high, high

H-high, high, high

H-high, high

Ooh, your love is making me high