Summer Still Comes

Even up here you can feel the speed of your blood

Even up here where there's nothing, the nothingness hums

If your world was rocked in your spring

Changed everything

The birds will still sing

The same songs

And summer still comes

Summer still comes

Summer still comes

And the blossoms will die and hit the tarmac

And the fruit will grow eager to justify that

And I love this, I do, but it don't mean a thing

Till I have you right here next to me

Even up here you wear make-up for all your phone calls

When they say life is too short, they're not stuck in yours

If your world was drained like a well

Reduced to it's shell

Your lipsticks will still smell like before

And summer still comes

Summer still comes

Summer still comes

And the grass will go brown and yellow and gold

And the dust will set laughter in faces and folds

And I love this, I do, but it don't mean a thing

Till I have you right here next to me

One day I'm boiling

One day I'm cold

Watching the seasons

Seasons unfold

Seasons unfold