Summertime, it's supossed to bring out the best in everybody
but here I lie, waiting for my phone to ring, and I could be anybody
and I wonder, don't you wonder what is my intention
and if I could ever really, truly make you happy
If it's not enough to keep me hangin' around, I'm such a flake boy
When the morning comes, I could be runnin away, just like your dream boys
Send this dream back to yesterday, I don't have to face fog tomorrow
Lonley yawning, sleepy this way, lead me through the trees to your hollow
and I wonder, yes I wonder, if I'm gonna lose all this loving that I feel
Cause if it could ever really, truly make me happy
If it's not enough to keep me hangin' around I'm such a flake boy
when the morning comes, I could be runnin away
just like your dream boys,I don't wanna be your dream boy,
don't make me your dream boy, I'm not your dream boy
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