we're disintegrating home
she's looking into my eyes
she feels just like Summer

time to pleasure the Rising
let the words flow into blood
the blood is what spells love is what is anything really

Summer is a time for pleasant beings
retracted and disillusioned Trees
apples and berries everywhere oranges abundant

all of this World is her's to keep
she just need to dance her eyes over the doubts
that tell her inside that she needs to follow everyone else into oblivion

since she's more than that i know I can tell her that
even if i'm not worth fighting and yelling for
i won't stop fighting for her

in the end I know she's looking and thinking of me
with Summer coming home from a long journey
comes the most beautiful and an abundance of Love with an abundance of fruit and trees and

there's a time and place for everything and that's now
i know she's falling for me as I Her
because this i know was made to be