Fistral

I like the summer like you like your wifeLive in the master for the rest of my lifeEvery year since I was youngAnd always here and always fun,Distant places, stinging facesAll at once I understand it’s the summerOver and over it’s summer againFills up the sad hole in my head againSit for hours just passing vows toLet their hair down to the soundDistant places, stinging facesAll at once I understand it’s the summerIt’s withered flowers and big huge skiesIt’s high for hours and then it diesOcean keeps me up all nightThe sunshine makes my hair turn whiteYou know I hate the winter timeAll because there’s nothing quite like the summerIt’s withered showers and breeze off shoreIt’s high for hours and back for moreIt’s withered showers and big, big skiesIt’s high for hours and then it dies…