Текст песни Comfort Food - Benjamin Simon

Seventy-five degrees on a summer day
You're just what I'm looking for
You're my ice cold lemonade

I'm satisfied with the notion that there ain't no better way
To spend my Sunday afternoon than to wrap my hands around you
You're sweet like honey, yeah you're my comfort food
Warm like chicken noodle soup
And I can't believe it's true

You're the sunshine in the rain
Looking out the window on the train
All I see are purple skies and you

And if you took me to the water
All my worries would wash away,
It feels so sweet when you hold me with your waves

I'm satisfied with the notion that there ain't no better way
To spend my Sunday afternoon than to wrap my hands around you
You're sweet like honey, yeah you're my comfort food
Warm like chicken noodle soup
And I can't believe it's true

Better get my glasses and my sunscreen
'Cause you got me living in a daydream
Making me feel so warm inside
When I look into your eyes
When I look into your eyes
You're so sweet
You're so sweet
You're so sweet