The Sun is shining down on me As if to say 'don't worry dear' I'm keeping watch from way up here Bees flock, my ice cubes melt away Forever gone without a trace Cheers to the final summer day
Ooh I'd love to make it last Before the season ends And shores become the past Ooh I'd love to play pretend So far from consequence Like time is on our hands
Oh lord here comes the tidal wave Seashells they fly which every way No time to hide or switchin lanes Under silent ultraviolet deadly rays I cling to piles of cellophane A plastic island that remained
Ooh I'd love to make it last Before the season ends And shores become the past Ooh I'd love to play pretend So far from consequence Like time is on our hands
