Songtext von Early Summer Nerves

What were the chances for me, when I spoke to her last night What were the chances I'd be, here lying by her side Why does it look so risqué, hiding in the morning light Now as the memory hits me, right between the eyes Strange nobody else can hear those fingers tapping on the glass With reviews of early summer nerves Welcome to miss adventure, oh she is a slippery slow Welcome to glamour central, where I'm hanging on a row Who exactly am I trying to fool with all those snazzy words Just a case of early summer nerves This won't get me out of it, but finally I understand You've got to love those early summer nerves