Summertime - Goldenboy, Elliott Smith, Bryan Bos

There’s no moon tonight

There’s no moon tonight

And we were dreaming under street lights

In the corner store

Kisses on the floor

I feel so high

Tonight

With you

It’s nearly winter here

And the sea’s so clear

And we were walking with our eyes closed

So close

The helicopters came out

I think that somebody drowned

I hope they’re dreaming

Dreaming

Of their

Special one

And of the sun

Summertime

High on a hilltop

The breeze blows like a memory here

The summertime

High on a hilltop

The breeze blows like a memory here

Summertime

There’s no moon tonight

There’s no moon tonight

And we were dreaming under street lights

In the corner store

You kissed me on the floor

I feel so

High

On summertime