Summer Of 99

I never spoke about

how hard I tried

In a secret box

I kept my heaven inside

But now that I’m here

Never mind my truths and lies

Cause I still dream

About the clouds and the skies

I was looking through my window

To see what I could find

Some sort of magic-sign

It was the summer of 99

We were dancing to the music

We are all divine

Blue jeans and Destiny’s child

It was the summer of 99

I fed my pocket pet

I tried my best

A silly hobby

Real love with somebody

I'm flying through the orange sky

I would slip and slide

In a video store I stole what I could

Because it felt so good

Stick.

I was born with a gloomy mind

a star that goes up and down

All my secrets, forever gone

I was looking through my window

To see what I could find

Some sort of magic-sign

It was the summer of 99

 

We were dancing to the music

We are all divine

Blue jeans and Destiny’s child

It was the summer of 99