Summer Moon

Cigarette smoke dancing 'round the room Miles is playing something kind of blue (blue) City sounds humming, hear the rain drumming The scent of your perfume still lingers like a tune in my head And something 'bout the summer moon Tells me I'll be dreaming 'bout you Italian wine stains across the sky Flocks of purple clouds floating on by (by) Telephone ringing, lullaby singing Memories of us like paintings in my mind all the time And something 'bout the summer moon Tells me I'll be dreaming 'bout you The summer moon tells me I'll be dreaming ('bout you) (Dreaming 'bout you, dreaming about-) (Dreaming 'bout you) Something 'bout the summer moon (dreaming about-) Tells me I'll be dreaming ('bout you) (Dreaming 'bout you) See you in my dreams (dreaming about-) Yeah, oh (dreaming 'bout you) Ooh (dreaming about-) Something 'bout the summer moon