In days of summer
An endless sky of painted clouds
When nights won't let go
And palm trees you remember now
The waters to cold
To wash upon your feet and back
Were taking two steps
And I'll choose this
We're gonna work it out
Bet you can't come round
I guess you gotta wait for it
Throw your hair up
All the worst is going soon
All you want to do is spend all afternoon
I'm glad I waited for you
Come On
They say you've come up
Got a reputation now
You want to let go
But are we gonna work it out