Meet Me in the Backyard
Talk to me when the semester ends
I take a little bit of issue with a whole lot of your friends
I'll admit that I was wrong and that I made a few mistakes
But I hope that I'll be seeing you this summer over break
Won't you meet me in the backyard where the sun comes through the trees
With the buzzing of cicadas in the Cincinnati breeze
We've got a lot to talk about like you would not believe
And I just want to tell you that I hate you
Nothing ever made me feel quite so unclean
As when I saw you in the window of his Chevrolet machine
Though I never will forget about those dreamy days in June
I just wish I hadn't told you that I loved you quite so soon
Won't you meet me in the backyard where the sun comes through the trees
With the buzzing of cicadas in the Cincinnati breeze
We've got a lot to talk about like you would not believe
And I just want to tell you that I miss you
Is it the heat
Or the humidity
Or the fogginess of my memory
As evening sets its glow upon a perfect, timeless world
Sitting on the front porch where an old friend stood guard
And the other sheepdog running at the bottom of the yard
I've been searching for the words and I still struggle to explain
How the way the sight of you tonight is feeling just the same
As when you meet me in the backyard where the sun comes through the trees
With the buzzing of cicadas in the Cincinnati breeze
We've got a lot to talk about like you would not believe
And I just want to tell you that I love you
And I just want to tell you that I love you
I take a little bit of issue with a whole lot of your friends
I'll admit that I was wrong and that I made a few mistakes
But I hope that I'll be seeing you this summer over break
Won't you meet me in the backyard where the sun comes through the trees
With the buzzing of cicadas in the Cincinnati breeze
We've got a lot to talk about like you would not believe
And I just want to tell you that I hate you
Nothing ever made me feel quite so unclean
As when I saw you in the window of his Chevrolet machine
Though I never will forget about those dreamy days in June
I just wish I hadn't told you that I loved you quite so soon
Won't you meet me in the backyard where the sun comes through the trees
With the buzzing of cicadas in the Cincinnati breeze
We've got a lot to talk about like you would not believe
And I just want to tell you that I miss you
Is it the heat
Or the humidity
Or the fogginess of my memory
As evening sets its glow upon a perfect, timeless world
Sitting on the front porch where an old friend stood guard
And the other sheepdog running at the bottom of the yard
I've been searching for the words and I still struggle to explain
How the way the sight of you tonight is feeling just the same
As when you meet me in the backyard where the sun comes through the trees
With the buzzing of cicadas in the Cincinnati breeze
We've got a lot to talk about like you would not believe
And I just want to tell you that I love you
And I just want to tell you that I love you
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Writer(s): Simon Grome
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