Thursday, January 8, 2009

Summertimes Calling Me

I remember this past winter
I told myself to settle down
And I seriously tried to do just that
Now here I am with everything
So beautiful and green
And I don’t believe that I told myself what I mean

Maybe someday soon I can feel this way around
But it’s summertime and I don’t want to stay in this town
I wanna sit there in the sand
Watch those golden tans go walking by
I know it isn’t fair cause you might really care
But it’s different now, Summertime’s calling me

I don’t think I’m ready to develop a routine
When it’s cold and snow’s on the ground
It’s a different scene

Maybe someday soon I can feel this way around
But it’s summertime and I don’t want to stay in this town
I wanna sit there in the sand
Watch those golden tans go walking by
I know it isn’t fair cause you might really care
But it’s different now, Summertime’s calling me

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