Summer by Lisa Loeb

Why do you have to leave me now and go home?
Summer, it starts when i see you.
My smile, it parts when i hear you talking to me.
My heart, it beats when it's me who i know you love,
And my mind, it just goes crazy
Knowing i'm going to be with you always.

I ask you if you will hold my hand,
And you ask me if i'll kiss you.
You want to know how much i love you,
I say, "well, i guess i'll miss you."

Well, i call you on the telephone
'cause you call me all the time,
'cause i need to know the same of you and you the same of me,
That you're still mine.
Tell me a story about me and you
And i know how it will end-
Happily ever after, just like it will begin.
And i'll show you a happy boy and girl
If you show me a picture of me and you.
When it's time to leave, i'll ask you what to do.

I ask you if you will hold my hand,
And you ask me if i'll kiss you.
You want to know how much i love you,
I say, "well i guess i'll miss you."

Well, i call you back on the telephone
'cause you call me all the time,
'cause i need to know the same of you and you the same of me,
That you're still mine.