I wish it was summer,
the sun would shine,
I'd have nothing to do but waste my time.
We could hang out,
riding our bikes,
I'd shave your head and you could help me with my spikes...
But it isn't summer,
it's cold outside,
I'm overworked I ain't got no time,
to do all the things we talked about,
to do all the things we talked about.
I'm getting my dreads done,
you're growing your hair long,
nothing's what it used to be.
I guess I'll have the memories
to carry them with me...
autumn winter spring,
autumn winter spring...
I'll be holding on to yesterday,
the summer came and went away too fast.