In the tall grass of a long sun A quiet repast and Im sweet nothings Come hell, Im your lover your man, your friend, your fair weather Its a worldstopped afternoon Passion legs, youre wordless All blue routes to your birthplace Chalk white, wincing, pretty in it Summer dress, your hair is wet gets into our kisses Can you tell why my intentions wind up just near misses? Theres a kindness in your smile my sky plays fatal music Theres the promise and the shell of great beginnings, seldom finished In the laze of a barefoot afternoon, oh, whats a boy to do? Sunday eyes, am I losing you? Is the summer really through? Straps down and overtired If I had a favorite picture, Id call it right now Uncertain, braced for your disaster Summer gown, were you sent down to wrestle me to reason? Im a thrown fight in your favor Ill do everything but listen to you now In the laze of an empty afternoon, its all happening too soon Sunday eyes, am I losing you? Say it isnt true In the summer, you really know that it doesnt feel like summer so much anymore Ill keep trying to find you somewhere smiling over me Over you, over me Summer girl, all summer long You know the winters wrong Southbound, motel towns mend most broken mornings Theres citrus groves where no one knows the fruit of truth from evil And a long walk on a short pier means nothing more than swimming here Theres an end we dont get to choose We can only lose If I cried a river just for you, would you swim in it some sunny afternoon? In the summer, youll really know Youre the only summer that I think Ill ever know So Ill keep trying to find you somewhere smiling Ill keep trying to find you smiling for me Over you, over me
summer, afternoon, laze, smiling, trying