summer 2008
school's almost out.
the past couple of days have given me the summer jitters.
i feel like i have senioritis all over again. i want to feel the sand between my toes, and the sun on my back, and the wind blowing through my hair.
i am so ready for working every day, and then being absolutely, delightfully lazy on the weekends.
i am excited about reading everything and anything...for fun!
i am ready to stay up late just to stay up late, not because i have homework to do.
and to sleep in until i want to wake up, not until my alarm clock goes off.
i love that everything is changing again. the trees are all dressed in their summer green. the bugs and butterflies and beetles are everywhere.
it's been perfectly hot out over the past 4 days. in the 80's and 90's. Everyone is in bright colors and sun dresses and bathing suits. it's fabulous.
i haven't been this happy in awhile. it's been helping me keep my mind off things that have hurt me over the past couple of weeks.
i have had this song stuck in my head ever since it's felt like summer. it's probably on of my favorite dashboard songs.
Warmth of the Sand
Relax and stand in the warmth of the sand
the day is long
and here for us to take for granted.
We find ourselves to our knees
Water clear, a tender breeze upon our faces
as we bask in our good graces
Yeah, we all are golden here.
And summer, and summer,
where night belongs to lust and lovers.
And summer, and summer,
and I am here to win you over.
You will be mine this year.
The sun is set and the moon is high,
The night is long and here for you and I to capture
And flood ourselves to the gills with icey drinks
With bolstering wills and we are braver for the moment
Yeah, we all are golden here
The courtyard where the garden stands,
Behind the beach, in crystal and sands, we shed our clothes,
And felt romantic, tinted by the moon fantastic.
Bright and warm, and hours alone absolve us of the sins we own.
And from one year into another I think of you when I feel summer.
And summer, and summer, where all the girls bear olive shoulders
And summer, and summer, where all you hope for is another
And summer, and summer, where night belongs to lust and lovers
And summer, and summer, and I am here to win you over
You will be mine this year.
the day is long
and here for us to take for granted.
We find ourselves to our knees
Water clear, a tender breeze upon our faces
as we bask in our good graces
Yeah, we all are golden here.
And summer, and summer,
where night belongs to lust and lovers.
And summer, and summer,
and I am here to win you over.
You will be mine this year.
The sun is set and the moon is high,
The night is long and here for you and I to capture
And flood ourselves to the gills with icey drinks
With bolstering wills and we are braver for the moment
Yeah, we all are golden here
The courtyard where the garden stands,
Behind the beach, in crystal and sands, we shed our clothes,
And felt romantic, tinted by the moon fantastic.
Bright and warm, and hours alone absolve us of the sins we own.
And from one year into another I think of you when I feel summer.
And summer, and summer, where all the girls bear olive shoulders
And summer, and summer, where all you hope for is another
And summer, and summer, where night belongs to lust and lovers
And summer, and summer, and I am here to win you over
You will be mine this year.
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