Summers gone, days spent
with the grass and sun
I dont mind, to pretend
i do seems really dumb
I rise as the morning comes
Crawling through the blinds
I shouldnt be up at this
time,wake up, its so beautiful
For what could be the
very last time
Boo Radleys, The
Twenty-five i dont recall
a time i felt this alive
So wake up boo!
Theres so many things for us to do
But i cant sleep with
you there by my side
Wake up, its a beautiful morning
Feel the sun shining for your eyes
Wake up, its so beautiful
Its early so take your time,
Dont let me rush you please
I know i was up all night,
i can do anything,
Anything, anything
But you cant blame me
Not for the death of summer
No you cant blame me
Not for the death of summer
But youre gonna say what
you wanna say
You have to put the death
in everything