And you know that its summertime
When the days grow long and it smells sweet outside
Sit on the steps with some things to spare
Chat with Chomes about the things in our future
And you know that we go crazy
And you know that its summertime
When it stings so hot you can't sleep at night
All our trouble, it's still all the same
But in summertime it just don't seem that way
How do you feel? Do you feel unreal?
Things aren't what they seem in this summer dream
Trouble just can't steal a feeling so unreal
