Summer

Lisa Loeb

why do you have to leave me now and go home?

summer, it starts when i see you.

my smile, it parts when i hear you talking to me.

my heart, it beats when it's me who i know you love,

and my mind, it just goes crazy

knowing i'm going to be with you always.



i ask you if you will hold my hand,

and you ask me if i'll kiss you.

you want to know how much i love you,

i say, "well, i guess i'll miss you."



well, i call you on the telephone

'cause you call me all the time,

'cause i need to know the same of you and you the same of me,

that you're still mine.

tell me a story about me and you

and i know how it will end-

happily ever after, just like it will begin.

and i'll show you a happy boy and girl

if you show me a picture of me and you.

when it's time to leave, i'll ask you what to do.



i ask you if you will hold my hand,

and you ask me if i'll kiss you.

you want to know how much i love you,

i say, "Well i guess i'll miss you."



well, i call you back on the telephone

'cause you call me all the time,

'cause i need to know the same of you and you the same of me,

that you're still mine.