Vanilla Ice-Cream Verse 1 Late July, the asphalt is burning hot Walking down the avenue, looking for a spot Neon sign is flickering, humming through the heat A little scoop of heaven on a quiet city street Simple shade of white in a waffle cone Taking all the chaos and making it my own Chorus Oh, vanilla ice-cream, melting in the sun Sometimes the simple things are how the day is won Soft and sweet, like a summer breeze Bringing my troubled mind right back to ease Nothing fancy needed, no silver or gold Just the sweetest classic story ever told Verse 2 People want the drama, the chocolate and spice Swirling up the flavors, paying twice the price But I just want the pure thing, simple and true Like a clear sky after the storm rolls through One slow taste on a lazy afternoon Listening to the hum of an old-school tune Chorus Oh, vanilla ice-cream, melting in the sun Sometimes the simple things are how the day is won Soft and sweet, like a summer breeze Bringing my troubled mind right back to ease Nothing fancy needed, no silver or gold Just the sweetest classic story ever told Bridge It’s the rhythm of the afternoon, easy and slow Watching all the golden hours start to glow You don't need a hundred toppings on your plate When timeless comfort is sitting at the gate Chorus Oh, vanilla ice-cream, melting in the sun Sometimes the simple things are how the day is won Soft and sweet, like a summer breeze Bringing my troubled mind right back to ease Nothing fancy needed, no silver or gold Just the sweetest classic story ever told Outro Yeah, just a waffle cone... Vanilla ice-cream, taking me back home Sweet and slow... Let the summer glow.
