Summertime, loneliness and fear.
Oh, how I wish to have you near.
I'm voiceless calling you nonstop
and life makes me hate its plot.
See, I try my hardest to summon
a glimpse of your love to keep for me alone,
but the only thing I get from this mister
is his lustfull voice falling to a whisper.
I do not want him to be gone
but he will not stay for long
even if I put that ruby lipstick on
or when I let my silk dress slip off.
Flashing led light, cyan.
"Do not rush in" say the wise men.
But you now have that golden suntan
and I want it to happen as fast as it can.
The story is clear and I can see
this will soon only exist in me.
For I could hold your hand but not your arm
and I am sure you never meant no harm.
Distracted mind that you carry,
we could have had something legendary.
Just keep in mind when it ends and you are gone
your memory in my heart will live on.