Paroles de Last Summer

I was thinking about last summer It's the last thing that I remember That I would ever want to remember I was thinking about last summer Morning sunlight through the window Just as all the winds blow To where the other winds go Morning sunlight through the window The waves would get our feet wet Then lay down and forget And slide under the coming Waves to get our feet wet A flock was moving southward Smiling with a line Disappearing, leaving sky For the next flock moving southward I was thinking about last summer It's the last thing that I remember That I would ever want to remember I was thinking about last summer