Singing dreadful songs about summer



Do you still feel younger than you thought you would by now?
Or darling have you started feeling old yet?
And do you still think love is a laser quest? Or do you
take it all more seriously?
I've tried t
o ask you this, in some daydreams that I've had 
But you're always busy, being make believe
And do you look into the mirror, to remind yourself, you're there?

 Or have somebody's goodnight kisses got that covered?

Now I can't think of air, without thinking of you. I doubt that comes as a surprise
And I can't think of anything to dream about. I can't find anywhere to hide
And when I'm hanging on, by the rings around my eyes, and I convince myself I need another
For a minute it gets easier to pretend that you were just some lover

Well I'm not being honest, I'll pretend that you were just some lover