Summer Nostalgia
Warm weather blowing through
And I'm thinking of me and You
Thinking of what I could do
But it's long gone now
In the heat of the afternoon
Warm weather blowing through
The clouds remind me of you
Holding your hand at night
Your face in street lights
Grass in the summertime
Summer nostalgia
Has got a grip on me
Remembering things I swore
I would forget next year
Summer nostalgia
Has got a hold on me
Feeling empty
Like there's nothing to my name
My name
My name
Warm weather blowing through
Open window in an empty room
Remembering sitting on the roof
Riding bikes
Ignoring passer-bys
Warm weather blowing through
I can't forget me with you
No matter what I do
It's got a grip on me
Summer nostalgia
Has got a grip on me
Working overtime
Late night swimming at the beach
Summer nostalgia
Just won't let me be
Breeze through your hair
The way you looked at me