dear god, i miss the summer days
i feel boxed in, can't stand the wait
till southern breezes
blow once again
when songbirds sang
green grasses swayed
she loves me not
she loves me do
my summer of love
i've been true to you
now a harsh, hard ice
has trapped my heart
in cold and frozen memories
dear god, i miss the summer days
i feel boxed in, can't stand the pain
so let the breezes
stir up again
i shall await
for you my friend
