For me to feel this seems rather crazy It hasn't been long enough for us accepting socially I don't know when I'll be comfortable with all of this This is irrational, this You sneak through like the breeze that I'm sitting in And each time you come through you pick a new bit of me to pinch I don't know how I'll stop you taking everything Because my world revolves around what you find appealing
I'm sat on the last of this year's summer days And I'm begging you to stay
I've got a little bit of summer left I could share it with you today We could break out some alcohol And see if the sun might stay This town owes me a favor But it breaks a new promise every day And I hate me for complaining, when others are falling away
I'm sat on the last of this year's summer days And I'm begging you to stay
Wouldn't it be nice if you asked me if I mind at all? Wouldn't it be nice if you say it before you take it all? No, I don't know if I don't need all this No, I don't think you will stop it
So I'm sat on the last of this year's summer days And I'm begging you to stay