Well, I don’t mean to push
The streets are rolled in dust
But you’re waiting there for me
What’s inside of us
That reaches out to touch
And [bad word] up empty?
The doorway casts shadows on your skin
You crack your knuckles and you roll to win
You tie your laces tight and you begin [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] 

Hey summer
You wont be the one to give in
Hey summer,
Fighting as your city’s sinking
Hey lover
You don’t have to sleep alone
No you don’t

So mysterious
An isolationist
But you’re calling out to me
I’ll stand against your tide
I’ll let you seek and hide
I’ll wait so patiently
Draw a map of where you want to go
I’ll be the X on a desert road
The days are hot and the nights are cold
 [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] 

Hey summer
you won't be the one to give in
Hey summer
fighting as your city's sinking
Hey lover
You don’t have to sleep alone
No you don’t

Give me a sign
Give me the chance
To belong to you

Give me a sign
Give me the chance
To belong to you

Hey summer
You wont be the one to give in
Hey summer
Fighting as your city’s sinking
Hey lover
You don’t have to sleep alone
No you don’t

Hey summer
You wont be the one to give in
Hey summer
Fighting as your city’s sinking
Hey lover
You don’t have to sleep alone
No you don’t!