Текст песни Summer

In this house surrounded by palm trees I've lost the picture from my wallet The picture's mudded and full of kisses I tried to bite her, for a perfect passion She's been on the [...] in a plastic suitcase So I look around for the red-blue roses Then I try to see her, in the taste of peaches I know she's waiting for my summer letters It's my perfect summer My perfect summer Out in the summer, I know I'm a seeker Watch out the window, I'm sleeping and dreaming Back of a postcard, I know she's been waiting I know she's waiting for my summer roses It's my perfect summer My perfect summer It is my perfect summer My perfect summer