I dream of the summer heat.

I think of a city in summer heat
where I ran along the canal
trying to catch the sun playing
in the water and in your hair
your sunglasses glistened as you stood on tiptoe
planting a kiss on my cheek
and we laughed at our love-drunk silliness
and we laughed at life and danced along
the canal in the summer heat

I think of a summer night, a night in the city
where I sat on the grass by the river in the park
looking at the stars and feeling the breeze
as you handed me a beer and told me
“I like my girls silly”
and we laughed
at our drunkness and our silliness
and we laughed at life and smiled along
with the summer night stars in the river

I think of a summer of freedom
when we traveled from festival to festival
living in tents and living it rough
sex at the beach and by the grill at night
laughing at all the crazy things we'd done
and laughing for no reason at all
As I looked out from the stage,
I saw you in the crowd as you mouthed
“Baby, stop dreaming,
I never existed, but maybe I will”
And I cried as I realized,
dreams of summer are always too far away.