We can wait for the wind to blow

Or give me a look so cold

Gives me chills

And ends the summer war

My eyes roll (my eyes roll)

Running over it again

Falling down

Dizzy with sun stroke



I'll be there

And I'll try to identify

Try to look through the grey skies in your eyes

I'll pick up everything you left behind



Cross your fingers

And pray for winter

I'll be there

Painting the town your favorite color



Guess I'll call or see you around (yeah)

Guess I'll call or see you around

Guess I'll call or see you around (yeah)

Guess I'll call or see you around



I'll call or see you around

I'll call or see you around

I'll call or see you around

I'll call or see you around



Painting the town your favorite color