Summer

Summer - Kelly Jones

Gliding birds wings

Watch them fly

Diving down and

Climbing high

Shooting stars fly

Through my sky

Ripe black cherries

Taste like wine

Then I feel like lying down so still

Making shapes from clouds in the sky with you

Water drops from hoeny dew

Decreasing circles

From stones I threw

Greasy skin shines in the sun

Today's the day

And you're the one

Then I feel like lying down so still

Making shapes from clouds in the sky with you

And when the sun has gone away

And I feel I wanna stay

I taste a raindrop in my mouth

I pick you up and the sky comes down

Then I feel like lying down so still

Making shapes from clouds in the sky with you