Woke up to his smile
Sunlight in his eyes
Coffee in his hand
Toast that's burnt on one side
He laughs
Says it's gourmet
I don't even mind
No rush
No plan
Just me and my man
We're chillin' with no clock
No stress
No shoes
Strollin' through the city like we've got nothin' to lose
Every little thing feels right when it's just us two
Oh
I'm chillin'
Chillin' with my man
Hit the thrift store
Find a jacket that's too loud
He tries it on
Does a spin
Makes me laugh so loud
His hand finds mine
Yeah
We're lost in the crowd
We're chillin' with no clock
No stress
No shoes
Strollin' through the city like we've got nothin' to lose
Every little thing feels right when it's just us two
Oh
I'm chillin'
Chillin' with my man
Feet in the sand
Waves rollin' slow
Sun's goin' down
Paintin' skies gold
Everywhere we go
It's like the world's on hold
