Last Day of Summer

For me to feel this seems rather crazy
It hasn’t been long enough for us accepting socially
I don’t know when I’ll be comfortable with all of this
This is irrational, this
You sneak through like the breeze that I’m sitting in
And each time you come through you pick a new bit of me to pinch
I don’t know how I’ll stop you taking everything
Because my world revolves around what you find appealing
I’m sat on the last of this year’s summer days
And I’m begging you to stay
I’ve got a little bit of summer left
I could share it with you today
We could break out some alcohol
And see if the sun might stay
This town owes me a favor
But it breaks a new promise every day
And I hate me for complaining, when others are falling away
I’m sat on the last of this year’s summer days
And I’m begging you to stay
Wouldn’t it be nice if you asked me if I mind at all?
Wouldn’t it be nice if you say it before you take it all?
No, I don’t know if I don’t need all this
No, I don’t think you will stop it
So I’m sat on the last of this year’s summer days
And I’m begging you to stay