I cannot wait for summer I cannot wait for June When all the ghosts are quiet When everything is new
My voice to me, he's always asking for a dance She said I hate his moves Hands under her legs, his hands, always in my hand She said I hate those moves
A scammer whom I see, a clock Your eyes are closed, its getting dark Is it over?
I turn my head, I climb the stairs and try to feel like no ones there Is it over?
I cannot wait for summer I cannot wait for June When all the ghosts are quiet When everything is new
Her face to me, I see she's asking for a dance You know, she loves my moves Her hands around my waist, my arms around her back You know, she loves my moves
The quiet moon, the evening draw I've never felt so wild at all Is it over?
The boy who sits across from me, just turns his head and doesn't see, till' it's... over