Summer Girls

Someday and so many chances lost in The wind. The marching hum, the golden drum, The shape that we're in. Summer girls and all the world will someday Be gone. The sun will rise through teary eyes, They yearn for the dawn as they come and Go. They come and go. Ebb and flow, the oceans go, and turn towards The sun. The marrow bliss to be remiss is Always undone. Sinkings lost and wooden costs, The tracks in the snow. A gentle song will ring your heart as Innocence goes. Oh. Oh. Love Is sleeping. Love is waking. Love is sleeping.