Текст песни 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

High, high
High, high, high
High, high
Ooh, your love is making me high
High, high
High, high, high
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

High, high
High, high, high
High, high
Ooh, your love is making me high
High, high
High, high, high
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

High, high
High, high, high
High, high
Ooh, your love is making me high
High, high
High, high, high
High, high
Ooh, your love is making me high