Black Atlass Summer Time
When I met you in June
That was the rest of my summer
Been having visions of you
Visions of life with a woman
So go on make me feel you
Yeah, go on make it my last
Rock and Roll life with you
So go on make it my last
Summer Time
Where the rest of the world don't matter
Summer Time
Bodies move through the water
And now that's mine
Can't take my eyes off it
Life in one hand
Yours in the other
So go on make me feel
Everybody wants heaven
But you gotta find it
And baby that's summer-
Sweet Summer Time
Baby you're summer-
Sweet Summer Time
