歌詞
Days pass slowly through a haze
Waiting for the weekend
Imagine floating across the ocean
But i’m stuck, when’s my promotion?
Summer, where are you?
Buildings stifle my brain
Salty seashores keep me sane
But look where i am
Making a fool of myself
Summer, come faster
I don’t know what to do
I hate my job
I miss my view
Of the sun
Written by: Antonio Armand Iñigo San Pablo


