Summer

Like a hand reaching for a handle but to Find that it was never there. Candidly, I can't handle knowing that it's all up In the air. I thought the world ended in March until I heard the doorbell ring. Can't keep from falling apart, But I'll glue back everything again. This can't be the end. This can't be the end. This can't be the end. This can't be the end of all that summer Had to say. What little time has gone away, I'll glue it all back anyway. I'll glue it all back anyway. Like the wing of a sparrow or a plane Drops down a couple feet again to catch the Wind that still remains, but I'm left breathless Anyway. I thought the world ended in March until I heard the doorbell ring. Just me here standing in the dark, But I'll light up everything again. This can't be the end. This can't be the end. This can't be the end. This can't be the end of all that summer Had to say. What little time has gone away, I'll glue it all back anyway. I'll glue it all back anyway. I'll glue it all back Anyway. I'll I'll all This can't be the end. This can't be the end. This can't be the end. This can't be the end of all that summer Had to say. What little time has gone away, I'll glue it all back anyway. I'll glue it all back any-