In summer I should be here anyway;
Now life is a time-bomb
Big smiles and banging drums
To dance on the beach with me
Visions of last year spread hope in me
A little jaded inside just makes the sky look bluer
We can play like we used to
Spread our wings like we used to?
No, because we are not birds, but human.
Here we go again, start the ride again
Another new face that I hate
But the hatchets are buried, please
Please let those hatchets be buried
I won’t know you next year,
Still love is here, the same place, a different room
Travelled at light speed and broke though the atmosphere
It feels good and looks even better
Yes this is love because I never met another
Couldn’t if I tried because I lost hope
Whilst you paid to ride
And with the power of a stallion we punched and kicked and bit and clawed and mutilated and tore and screamed and laughed and hated and loved and cried and celebrated the whole damn thing
Because it’s summer, and we’re meant to be here.