Summer Testo

Gliding birds wings

Watch them fly

Diving down and

Climbing high

Shooting stars fly
Through my sky

Ripe black cherries

Taste like wine



Then I feel like lying down so still

Making shapes from clouds in the sky with you



Water drops from hoeny dew

Decreasing circles

From stones I threw
Greasy skin shines in the sun

Today's the day

And you're the one



And when the sun has gone away

And I feel I wanna stay

I taste a raindrop in my mouth

I pick you up and the sky comes down



Then I feel like lying down so still

Making shapes from clouds in the sky with you