Summer Dress

Just like a thread You go up, up, up, out with the wind Then you soar through the towns and the villages But inside your head You're still bursting the seams of your summer dress And inside your head What a mess, oh, what a mess And I know you always said you'd never wait around for anything or anyone And I knew those words you spoke were true when I saw you running off Running through the river, I could sink in nearer, slipping on the rocks Turn around to see you with your wrinkles in the water, then the dress came off And just like a thread You go up, up, up, out in the air And you soar with the things that you hope will get you there But inside your head You're still bursting the seams of your summer dress And inside your head I hope you find a tune Yup and on your way, and if we meet again I hope you wear that dress that you wore back then Yup and on your way, and if I see your face I hope it's from the road and from another place Yup, and on your way, and if we meet again I hope your summer dress, I hope it's wearing thin Yup, and on your way, and if I see your face I hope it's from the road