Clover - Summer Salt

Oh I can’t stop myself

From thinking of all the way things had to go

She said is something wrong

Then I bent my neck and

Rubbed the aches out and took my pen

It’s calling me

My diary

From the days I once belonged

She’s calling me

I call her bee

You know I think that I’m in love

And now with all the friends

That up and left

There’s no one loyal like that girl

Kicking it with my best friend

Clover

Looking over your shoulder

Though I can’t help myself

From messing up it ain’t time for me to fold

And if only I could darn my socks

I wouldn’t stitch a hole

Burnt from nights spent dancing alone

It’s calling me

My driver’s seat

Where to go when nowhere to belong

She’s calling me

Queen bee

Ya you know I think that I’m in love

And now with all the friends

I haven’t met

There’s no one loyal like that girl

Kicking it with my best friend

Clover

Looking over your shoulder

And now with all the friends

I haven’t met

There’s no one loyal like that girl

Kicking it with my best friend

Clover

Looking over your shoulder