You heard the birds sing
The only things I'll read are faces
Seven weeks of staying up all night
Seven weeks of reading papers
The time was passed so pleasantly
Everything will be fine
Seven weeks of feeling guilty
Winter is springtime
Seven weeks of staying up all night
I spent the summer wasting
How come that I could feel so free
You heard the birds sing
The photograph of myself
Under a canopy of
Summer in winter
I spent the summer wasting
Say cheerio to books now
The time was passed so easily
The sky was blue beyond compare
But if the summer's wasted
Seven weeks of river walkways
I spent the summer wasting
Is all I have to show for
Seven weeks of river walkways
I spent the summer wasting