I get up, I get down • I get pushed around • I make love to the sound • Of the underground • And I make myself believe that it's easy • And I'm calling my name in ways that are pleasing • And I'm calling my name into the sun • And I'm calling my name into the sun • I was just grabbing my own feelings • Down from the beach it was hot, it was summertime • And we wished in our heads we would be screaming down at the fireflies • We were just running our fingers through our hair • We were feeling fine • Feeling fine