i see that summertime is nearsummertime
when all my troubles disappearsummertime

i see that summertime is nearsummertime
when all my troubles disappearsummertime

it's strange how
the weather can make me feel so good
and each year i do things
i never thought i could

the air is warm
the sky is blue
the slate is clean
and life is new

i'm making the memories I'll never want to lose
in summeryou can do anything you choose

the air is warm
the sky is blue
the slate is clean
and life is new

i see that summertime is nearsummertime
when all my troubles disappearsummertime

[but there is much sarcasm to be found in these lines]