Summer - Kelly Jones

Gliding birds wings, watch them fly

Diving down and climbing high

Shooting stars fly through my sky

Ripe, black cherries taste like wine

And then I feel like lying down so still

Making shapes from clouds in the sky with you

Water drops from honey dew

Decreasing circles from stones I threw

And greasy skin shines in the sun

Today’s the day and you’re the one

And then I feel like lying down so still

Making shapes from clouds in the sky with you

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

And still I feel like lying down so still

Making shapes from clouds in the sky with you