The buzzing of the bugs at night
Echoes in the chamber of my mind
I'm steeped in summertime
I'm steeped in summertime
The sun whispers my eyes awake
The caterpillars crawl outside their caves
Into the summertime
Into the summertime
I don't mind much
In the haze of now
When we can breathe so peacefully about
In a dream, under the sun, over the clouds
The air is thick like sweet molasses
I've been dreaming of this scene for months
Lemonade glasses in the summertime
To the rim, on a whim we swim in summertime
I don't mind much
In the haze of now
When we can breathe so peacefully about
In a dream, under the sun, over the clouds
