summer says i was the rich kid
summer knows it is not so
summer knows the crowd you're in with
will be here when summer goes

and nothing you can say can make me doubt her
i gave that up so she should be with me
summer knows i'm not an early riser
summer wraps it up for me

summer says in times of plenty
past intentions are revealed
we rise above what we can manage
the future bright the common queer

when summer takes a breather we all panic
and those that are no longer fancy free
fall short for words and tune in to static summer
gets as lonesome as can be

summer takes my love for granted
i believe that summer knows
though i wish i could understand it
i will be here when summer goes