The Sing-Along Summer-Song
I wish it was Summer
The sun would shine
I'd have nothing to do but to waste my time
We could hang out
Riding our bikes
I'd shave your head
And you could help me with my spikes
But it isn't Summer
It's cold outside
I'm overworked
And got no time
To do all the things we talked about
To do all the things we talked about
I'm gettin' my dreads done
You're growing your hair long
Nothing's what it used to be
I guess I'll have the memories to carry them with me
Autumn, Winter, Spring
Autumn, Winter, Spring
I'll be holding on to yesterday, the Summer came and went away too fast
I wish it was Summer
The sun would shine
I'd have nothing to do but to waste my time
We could hang out
Riding our bikes
I'd shave your head
And you could help me with my spikes
But it isn't Summer
It's cold outside
I'm overworked
And got no time
To do all the things we talked about
To do all the things we talked about
I'm gettin' my dreads done
You're growing your hair long
Nothing's what it used to be
I guess I'll have the memories to carry them with me
Autumn, Winter, Spring
Autumn, Winter, Spring
I'll be holding on to yesterday, the Summer came und went away too fast
The sun would shine
I'd have nothing to do but to waste my time
We could hang out
Riding our bikes
I'd shave your head
And you could help me with my spikes
But it isn't Summer
It's cold outside
I'm overworked
And got no time
To do all the things we talked about
To do all the things we talked about
I'm gettin' my dreads done
You're growing your hair long
Nothing's what it used to be
I guess I'll have the memories to carry them with me
Autumn, Winter, Spring
Autumn, Winter, Spring
I'll be holding on to yesterday, the Summer came and went away too fast
I wish it was Summer
The sun would shine
I'd have nothing to do but to waste my time
We could hang out
Riding our bikes
I'd shave your head
And you could help me with my spikes
But it isn't Summer
It's cold outside
I'm overworked
And got no time
To do all the things we talked about
To do all the things we talked about
I'm gettin' my dreads done
You're growing your hair long
Nothing's what it used to be
I guess I'll have the memories to carry them with me
Autumn, Winter, Spring
Autumn, Winter, Spring
I'll be holding on to yesterday, the Summer came und went away too fast
Credits
Writer(s): Rodrigo Alfaro
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