summer says i was the rich kid summer knows it is not so summer knows the crowd you're in with will be here when summer goes
and nothing you can say can make me doubt her i gave that up so she should be with me summer knows i'm not an early riser summer wraps it up for me
summer says in times of plenty past intentions are revealed we rise above what we can manage the future bright the common queer
when summer takes a breather we all panic and those that are no longer fancy free fall short for words and tune in to static summer gets as lonesome as can be
summer takes my love for granted i believe that summer knows though i wish i could understand it i will be here when summer goes
