Summer Sunday

Well it's a summer Sunday and I'm under

A cloud that shades my happiest blunder

Catching the wave of another

This easy life oh.

I never thought that I

Could ever give my life to one girl

I feel like I'm finished

Washed up and unaccomplished

I desolved too soon

Thinking of swimming on a Sunday,

To a lady lying in the spray and the cool

Of life lived my way

What life?

That was yesterday

But I never thought that I

Could ever give my life to one girl

I feel I've broken

My boredom but I've awoken

To this love so soon

On this summer Sunday

Summer Sunday

Summer Sunday

Summer Sunday

Coasting the beach on a Sunday

Toasting the rainbowing sand in a spray

Asking how it can be that I love her

Why, why?

Enough to love her

But I never thought that I

Would ever give my life to one girl

I feel like I've broken

My boredom but I've awoken

To this love so soon

On this summer Sunday

Summer Sunday

Summer Sunday

Summer Sunday

Summer Sunday

Little engines can do big things

especially when they have nice blue paints like me!