A Summer Thing

Get up, get out of bed
I just wanna sleep instead
The fire is burning out
You took a different route
Bit by the rattle snake
No swimming at the lake, no no
One last Friday night
I’m gonna do whatever I feel like
Summer’s starting to drift away
But she don’t want to let go
Now you’re watching the rainfall by yourself from your bedroom window
I’ll be checking the mailbox for the postcards you said you’d send
Telling me that you might stop by in the winter for a weekend
Rope hanging from a tree
Covered in dirt and leaves
The thunder rolls away
We turn around and they’re OK
Buried treasure that hasn’t been found
A pack of wolves howling in the background
She was wearing yellow and maroon stripes
Messing with the flashlight
Sneaking out at midnight
I was reaching for the last branch thinking I could hang
Lighting fireworks and watch them go bang
Came running through the back door covered in grass stains
It’s just a summer thing
It’s just a summer thing
It’s just a summer thing
It’s just a summer thing
It’s just a summer thing
You got me going crazy