Summertime

I remember last July,
the heat was full and the sun rode high.
Met a girl who was named for June
and dreamed away the afternoons.

Her eyes were brown like cherry pop
shorts always matched her purple top.
Most stunning girl I ever knew
by autumn she'd make my heart blue.

She said she'd never leave,
never break my heart, never make me grieve.
The end of summer is always strange
but why did her leaves have to change?

We would sit and laugh about
all the people heading south.
Her ice-cream lips were warm and sweet,
around her I'd hear my heart beat.

Summer days to summer nights
walking under bright street lights.
Sayin' how we'd never split
the next day she had called it quits.

She said she'd never leave,
never break my heart, never make me grieve.
The end of summer is always strange
but why did her leaves have to change?

I'll never forget those summer days,
I'll never forget her perfume haze,
Though she may be gone from here
my summer girl's in every tear.

She said she'd never leave,
never break my heart, never make me grieve.
The end of summer is always strange
but why did her leaves have to change?