Mar 29, 2004 23:59
in the laze of an empty afternoon, it's all happening too soon
sunday eyes, am i losing you? say it isn't true.
in the summer you really know
that it doesn't feel like the summer so much anymore
but i'll keep trying to find you somewhere smiling
over me, over you, over me
summer girl all summer long you know the winter's wrong
southbound those motel towns can mend most broken mornings
there's citrus groves where no one knows the fruit of truth from evil
and a long walk on a short pier means nothing more than swimming here
there's an end but we don't get to choose. we can only lose.
if i cried a river just for you,
would you swim in it some sunny afternoon?
in the summer you'll really know
you're the only summer that i think i'll ever know
so i'll keep trying to find you somewhere smiling
so i'll keep trying to find you smiling
for me, over you, over me