(Summer) Summers almost over

My season is coming soon (Coming coming soon)

Staring out my window

And looking at this moon (Looking at this moon)

But it's to late to say your sorry now baby

The clocks been broken too

A moments notice strikes and now its over

But whats there left to do (Whats there left to do)

Guess we gotta float on

We gotta float on

I guess we gotta float on

We gotta float to the moon

Guessing is not my strong suit

I'm not no Emma Frost (Who the fuck is Emma Frost)

Emotions don't show either

These thoughts don't get across (Looking at this moon)

But it's to late to say your sorry now baby

The clocks been broken too

A moments notice strikes and now its over

But whats there left to do (Whats there left to do)

Guess we gotta float on

We gotta float on

I guess we gotta float on

We gotta float to the moon