Greg MacPherson - Summer’s Over lyrics
[Greg MacPherson - Summer’s Over lyrics]
Summer's over
Calming down
All of my long sleave shirts are
Too big for me somehow
Out on the staircase their eyes
Are closed counting the
Seconds down until they fall
Asleep under the stars
Like radios on quiet in cars drifting down
The last hill of the night
There's a place I'd like to see
Outside the summer and the law
The perfect number's out
There balancing between
The spring and the fall
Summer's over
The last few seconds weren't so bad
22 degrees and the stereo upstairs
Is nice and loud
Cymbols crash
I'm going out now but I'll be right back
There's a place I'd like to see
Outside the summer and the law
The perfect number's out
There balancing between
The spring and the fall
There's a place I'd like to see
Calming down
All of my long sleave shirts are
Too big for me somehow
Out on the staircase their eyes
Are closed counting the
Seconds down until they fall
Asleep under the stars
Like radios on quiet in cars drifting down
The last hill of the night
There's a place I'd like to see
Outside the summer and the law
The perfect number's out
There balancing between
The spring and the fall
Summer's over
The last few seconds weren't so bad
22 degrees and the stereo upstairs
Is nice and loud
Cymbols crash
I'm going out now but I'll be right back
There's a place I'd like to see
Outside the summer and the law
The perfect number's out
There balancing between
The spring and the fall
There's a place I'd like to see