Letra de «Summer Summer»
Walking around, looking down
For something better
There's nothing better
Some old weird and familiar sound
It's just you leaving town, my God
August came around
Summer comes and leaves you with a fever That you caught When you were young Summer goes, makes you feel like life is real And hanging on for more
Empty streets, empty me Just call me vagabond Wondering in the sun This is getting sort of old Wandering aimlessly Is it empty streets or empty me?
Hanging, hanging Holding on for me, hoping, praying This will all start over Come back for me We will walk the streets Of this old town Make me a promise This will all come back around
Summer comes and leaves you with a fever That you caught When you were young Summer goes, makes you feel like life is real And hanging on for more
Empty streets, empty me Just call me vagabond Wondering in the sun This is getting sort of old Wandering aimlessly Is it empty streets or empty me?
Hanging, hanging Holding on for me, hoping, praying This will all start over Come back for me We will walk the streets Of this old town Make me a promise This will all come back around
