Lyrics
Summer's in the Past
Feel the air beneath my fingers
The sand between my toes
And the water's getting colder
As the storm, it comes and goes
I wish that I could stay forever
But I know it's gonna end
This tropical summer weather
Has turned, to fall again
Back to the life I don't want to be in
Back to the 40-hour week
Back to the suit and tie, and killing time
Look at the window at the beach
Back to the girl I don't want to be with
But she's the only thing I have
Back to my simple never complicated path
Where summer's in the past
I hear the sound of my heart beating
Faster every day
My boss in on a heater
For all work and no more play
Maybe I should start all over
With a blue collar way of life
I'm not cut out to be a broker
And let the outside world pass me by
Back to the life I don't want to be in
Back to the 40-hour week
Back to the suit and tie, and killing time
Look at the window at the beach
Back to the girl I don't want to be with
But she's the only thing I have
Back to my simple never complicated path
Where summer's in the past
But in the end
It'll all work out
For right now
I'm having my doubts
I've got to find a way
To put less gravel between me and the ocean
Cause it's where I was raised, and where I'm gonna stay
Caught up in the moment
Back to the life I don't want to be in
Back to the 9 to 5 pay
Back to the suit and tie, and killing time
Look at the window at the bay
Back to the girl I don't want to be with
But she's the only thing I have
Back to my simple never complicated path
Where summer's in the past
Where summer's in the past
Page 1: Nate Original Demos
Page 2: Tom Bedlam Interpretations
Page 3: Spencer Zweifel Jazz Interpretations
Page 4: The Works
Page 5: Lyrics