Yeah baby you're my type I feel like the best things Tend to come to life The moment that you Steal my breath at night It ain't like the old times It ain't like the old times We might vibe and I might pick you up Before the break of light Worried 'bout the things That things that we keep out of sight You give me the best times You give me the best times Cold days sippin' coffee with sunlight I- Feel right never thought that'd we get this high Lost sight of the worst and it's all alright Closed sight, open mind Never wastin' a minute that I spend with you Never cared about anything that we might lose We get mad when they tell us what we have to do Guess we're both so alike but it's killin' me too Yeah baby you're my type I feel like the best things Tend to come to life The moment that you steal my breath at night It ain't like the old times It ain't like the old times We might vibe and I might pick you up Before the break of light Worried bout the things that things That we keep out of sight You give me the best times You give me the best times