Lonely in the Summertime
The friday bush ride, cash well wasted
The tickets just get more expensive
The driver's frown won't fade
The smell of summer stays with me the whole day
The wall of heat won't stop harassing me
The days get warmer, more depressing
All the passing faces I won't see again
I think about their tales
My forehead pressed against the window
Shattered thoughts, stuck in this limbo
The days that never end
It's hard to find a friend
Nobody gives a damn
Lost in the concrete jungle
They'll see a stranger, not his struggle
I get lonely in the summertime
Too many people 'round here, not many people 'round me
I get lonely in the summertime
Too many people 'round here, not many people 'round me
Lonely in the summertime
Lonely in the summertime
The same old park bench, I'm done chasing pavements
I keep talking to myself
My neighbours won't look me in the eye
They flash their Pan Am smiles while my hand reaches out
Hot air wrapped in a shiny gift paper
Is this why poor Eleanor did not make it?
What started as a spark has slowly turned charred
A change is all I want
I get lonely in the summertime
Too many people 'round here, not many people 'round me
I get lonely in the summertime
Too many people 'round here, not many people 'round me
I get lonely in the summertime
Too many people 'round here, not many people 'round me
I get lonely in the summertime
Too many people 'round here, not many people 'round me
The tickets just get more expensive
The driver's frown won't fade
The smell of summer stays with me the whole day
The wall of heat won't stop harassing me
The days get warmer, more depressing
All the passing faces I won't see again
I think about their tales
My forehead pressed against the window
Shattered thoughts, stuck in this limbo
The days that never end
It's hard to find a friend
Nobody gives a damn
Lost in the concrete jungle
They'll see a stranger, not his struggle
I get lonely in the summertime
Too many people 'round here, not many people 'round me
I get lonely in the summertime
Too many people 'round here, not many people 'round me
Lonely in the summertime
Lonely in the summertime
The same old park bench, I'm done chasing pavements
I keep talking to myself
My neighbours won't look me in the eye
They flash their Pan Am smiles while my hand reaches out
Hot air wrapped in a shiny gift paper
Is this why poor Eleanor did not make it?
What started as a spark has slowly turned charred
A change is all I want
I get lonely in the summertime
Too many people 'round here, not many people 'round me
I get lonely in the summertime
Too many people 'round here, not many people 'round me
I get lonely in the summertime
Too many people 'round here, not many people 'round me
I get lonely in the summertime
Too many people 'round here, not many people 'round me
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Writer(s): Timi Tamminen
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