July

I'm gonna miss those midwest sunsets
And the way you say my name
Driving in circles 'til the radio resets
And the songs all sound the same

Making movies in the backyard
With the cameras in our eyes
Catching time in little glass jars
Serenading fireflies

Will you be there to take me back to July?
With cardboard wings taped on the back of our bikes
When sunny days start passing me by
Will you be there to take me back to July? (Huh)

Will you be there to take me back to July?

Already missing what that sunlight tastes like
After dancing in the rain
Sitting like statues on your front porch all night
Letting time just slip away

Tracing patterns in the night sky
'Til they made some kind of sense
Making wishes on a satellite
Living in the present tense

Will you be there to take me back to July?
With cardboard wings taped on the backs of our bikes
When all our plans were as clear as the sky
And we could dance into the dead of the night

I still recall all the time we'd spend
We'd make believe that summer feeling never would end
When sunny days start passing me by
Will you be there to take me back to July?
(Take me back)
Will you be there to take me back to July?
Will you be there?

And I don't know just why or when
I'm hoping maybe one day I could feel it again
When leaves turn red under cloudy skies
I know I'll think about the way the sun hit your eyes
I still recall all the time we'd spend
We'd make believe that summer feeling never would end
When sunny days start passing me by
Will you be there?

Will you be there to take me back to July?
With cardboard wings taped on the back of our bikes
When sunny days start passing me by
Will you be there to take me back to July?