Summer Nostalgia

Warm weather blowing through
And I'm thinking of me and You

Thinking of what I could do
But it's long gone now
In the heat of the afternoon

Warm weather blowing through
The clouds remind me of you

Holding your hand at night
Your face in street lights
Grass in the summertime

Summer nostalgia
Has got a grip on me

Remembering things I swore
I would forget next year

Summer nostalgia
Has got a hold on me

Feeling empty
Like there's nothing to my name

My name
My name

Warm weather blowing through
Open window in an empty room

Remembering sitting on the roof
Riding bikes
Ignoring passer-bys

Warm weather blowing through
I can't forget me with you

No matter what I do
It's got a grip on me

Summer nostalgia
Has got a grip on me

Working overtime
Late night swimming at the beach

Summer nostalgia
Just won't let me be

Breeze through your hair
The way you looked at me