Shirley Temple Sunrise

Shirley Temple sunrise with streaks of red and gold,

In my hand it’s fizzing, sitting nice and cold.

Red syrup in the soda, bubbles shining bright,

Cherry on the rim, little umbrella feeling right.

I see all their smiles, but I know there’s a strain,

I sip my Shirley Temple, don’t run from the pain.

I’ve faced every feeling, I don’t have to erase,

Just a Shirley Temple in a calmer place.

(Pre chorus)

Their sunrise hits with a reckless spin,

Mine pours cherry‑sweet with peace within.

No foggy thoughts, no hidden alibis,

Just a Shirley Temple and a beautiful sunrise!

Citrus on the rim, a twist of orange bright,

Meets the soft pink sunrise in the early light.

I sip my Shirley Temple through a tiny straw,

Grateful that my life needs no booze at all.

They line up for tequila, chasing one more high,

I enjoy my Shirley Temple, watching the same sky.

They pour out their problems with reason out of sight.

I drink my Shirley Temple and enjoy a star filled night.

(Pre chorus)

My Shirley Temple sunrise, gentle on my soul,

Teaching me to breathe again and feel in control.

No more chasing shadows, no more empty lies,

Just my Shirley Temple focused on life's prize.

Quiet morning waking, nothing in my head,

No regretful words I wish I hadn't said.

Morning feels lighter when I face it awake,

Shirley Temple’s still the best choice I could make.

(Bridge)

They raise tequila sunrises to forget what they’ve done,

I raise a Shirley Temple to remember how far I’ve come.

Same sunrise cutting through the clouds above,

Shirley Temple in my hand, seeing clearly what I love.

(CHORUS)

Their sunrise crashes in a reckless spin,

Mine pours cherry‑sweet and calm within.

No blurry lines or shadows to disguise,

Just a Shirley Temple and a clear blue sunrise.

Their daylight stumbles in, out of control,

Mine settles easy, steady in my soul.

No twisted truths or late-night alibis,

My Shirley Temple brings me a gorgeous sunrise.