Текст песни Summer

Summer, and what happens after summer's ending Naked, out of breath, a hand clutched to my chest I'll waste no time in saying: This is a familiar craving I can't stop until I'm holding on, I won't wait long And there's an old guitar tuned the way I like And the ocean's blue sparkles in the light List off reason after reason to keep from leaving Champagne on the porch and when we're done there's always more Oh, call this what you want: An accidental true, true love It isn't that it's not enough, but look what's waiting, look what I could touch A little room shaped just the way I like And the city's blue sparkles in the light Summer, and what happens after summer's ending Dinner, hours long and I'm reminded of a song I'll sing, you'll nod and hum and time will stretch out into something Soft and barely moving, I'll ignore what I am losing I'll keep your old guitar tuned the way I like Won't let the long nights doom sharpen in the light