Lift my bed sheet, cape and sandals, circle Citronella candles
Someone put a pox on me, I spit in their eyes

Summer turns to high
Summer turns to high
Summer turns to high

I won't fight, for what can't happen

Summer turns to high, summer high
Summer turns to high
Move like syrup through the evening with the sweet resign

Summer turns to high

After wine and nectarines, the fireflies and time
Summer's here but night is raising hopes and dragonflies
Summer turns to high, summer high
If those hopes are overshadowed

Cotton candy, caramel wafer
I'm preoccupied