*it’s the sun

it’s the summertime loving*

a way to go back to

a day to attack on through

i lie to receive wanten need

all alone i lay in ruin

watching flowers as they bloom

whose to say my heart wont

break again and lose hope

strangers weave and sew

moments to make love grow   

who should forsake the sun

shoot it with a gun

turn tail and run

who will pay for the danger

enrage the strangers

take those moments

and cut them down

oh is it  me in the summertime

me who makes my lovers cry

me who looks right in their eye

asking why

is it still a bitter winter inside?

Turn Tail and Run!