• Can you hear the sun setting?
    It's whispers so smooth,
    Singing to me "move."

    Things don't feel right.
    Am I forceing a fight?
    Asking"what is he thinking?"

    Summer has come to end,
    thanks for being myfriend.
    The summer dream we had,
    was it really reality?
    Or was it a bad memory?

    Can you feel the rainbow?
    On my skin soft,
    dancing on a loft.

    Am I going at this wrong?
    Forceing out this song.
    Asking "whatt is he thinking?"

    Summer has come to an end,
    thanks for being my friend.
    I wonder about that dream
    was it really reality?
    Or a bad memory?

    And all you left me with,
    was the strength to run.

    Do you see wind?
    Twisting all around
    never touching the ground.

    Until you hear the whispering sun,
    and feel the rainbow on your skin,
    and see the wind twisting.

    You'll never see the summor dream.