summer

Where do you go, do you go?
Where do you go when you disappear?

There's something in the air pollution
There's something in your eyes, there's something in me
There is always something or else you'd never leave
Where do you go when you disappear?
Where do you go when you disappear?
Where do you go?

My dad said some beauties are just meant to be observed
Like a rain in the summer, your eyes change colours
We're getting old so fast it's absurd
I know butterflies are ugly when you look up close
I'm out running in the forest when you're not home

And it was fun to be someone else
But now I'm ready to feel again
But now I'm ready to feel again
Oh, and it was fun
Where do you go, where do you go?
But now I'm ready to feel again
And it was fun, when you disappear
And it was fun, and it was fun
When you look up close
And it was, ready to feel again
But now I'm ready to feel again
Again