Are you telling me they're no good
The fistful of wishes in my hand
Don't make me wish them by myself
Are you telling me they're no good
The miles disappearing up ahead
I'd like to disappear with you if I can
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Are you telling me they're no good
The miles disappearing up ahead
I'd like to disappear with you if I can
Are you telling me I'm no good
Stolen all the kisses that you had
Returning them to you is all I've planned
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Into the summer with a girl like you
Into the summer the way we used to do
Into the summer like in '95
Into the summer
Into the summer
Into the summer
