I hate the winter. Can't stand the cold. I tend to cancel all the plans.

But when the heat comes, something takes a hold. Can I kick it? Yeah, I can.

My cheeks in hot color over ripe peaches. No shirt, no shoes, only my features.

There's my boy behind me, he's taking pictures.

They took boys and girls onto the beaches. Come on, come on, I'll tell you my secrets.

I'm kinda like a prettier Jesus.

Forget all of the tears that you've cried. It's over.

Over, over, over, over. It's a new state of mind. Are you coming, my baby?

Acid green, aquamarine. The girls are dancing in the sand.

And I throw my cellular device in the water. Can you reach me? No, you can't.

My cheeks in hot color over ripe peaches. No shirt, no shoes, only my features.

There's my boy behind me, he's taking pictures.

They took boys and girls onto the beaches. Come on, come on, I'll tell you my secrets.

I'm kinda like a prettier Jesus.

Turn it on in a new kind of bright. It's solar.

It's solar, it's solar, it's solar.

Come on and let the bliss begin.

Blink three times when you feel it kicking in.

Solar, solar power.

Solar, solar power.

Solar, solar power.

Solar, solar power.

Solar, solar power.

Solar, solar power.