Summer In a New State lyrics

Walls, they are riddled with holes And I can firmly that holes or not, these walls are my own Alone, my thoughts are heavy on the pillow And I can't help but wonder what could be beneath the floorboards Summer in a new state Would you be my blank slate? Be the boxes made of cardboard and move me Don't know what's keeping me awake I keep on focusing on every sound I hear from my home Bells ring and neighbors sing It's the kind of thing, reminds of the place I come from Summer in a new state Would you be my blank slate? Be the boxes made of cardboard and move me Summer in a new state You'll be my one and only Be the needle to the record and move me Summer in a new state Would you be my blank slate? Be the boxes made of cardboard and move me And move me Summer in a new state You'll be my one and only Be the needle to the record and move me