My sun kissed skin is heated
The August weather is killing
Water hit's my fingers
drenches my every thought.
Roll of the tin
to the green blue liquid
fall in for a second,
I'll drift back up again.
Reflect of the moment
but manage to stay in touch
with the cooling seconds
that never seem long enough
I know it will return
But I'll only live this day once.
Wish i could stay in summer,
wish i could craze forever,
whats not to love?
But one of the best things about fantasy
Is that you still have reality
to fall back on, when nothing works out.
So now I'll maybe fall down, down to the water
But I'll quite my fantasy,
when i want it to be over