Cicadas (Solstice Version)

We flew to California on a whim
Just so he could show me the place he grew up in
We got drunk out on my street on the Fourth of July
Yeah the world was ending but the fireworks were bright

And the summer flew on by
Quiet days, a quiet life
I can hear the cicadas hum
And I don't know how I got it right
But I'll be his and he'll be mine
I can hear the cicadas hum

We drove into a small town just because we could
Found a cemetery playground and walked through the woods
I know he's got friends getting high in L.A.
But isn't it better to live life this way

And the summer flew on by
Quiet days, a quiet life
I can hear the cicadas hum
And I don't know how I got it right
But I'll be his and he'll be mine
I can hear the cicadas hum
And I'll be here 'till the morning comes

Don't you hear it, hear it?
I can hear the cicadas hum
Don't you hear it, hear it?
I can hear the cicadas hum
And I'll be here 'till the morning comes

Got into his car and he leaned over to me
Said I look like some girl from a film I've never seen
And it's just the start of another passing day
I look out the window, the leaves begin to change