Summer Summer - The Almost
Composed by：Aaron Sprinkle/Aaron Gillespie/Jay Vilardi/Dusty Redmon/Alex Aponti
Walking around looking down
For something better
There's nothing better
Some old weird and familiar sound
It's just you leaving town
My God August came around
Summer comes and leaves you with a fever
That you caught
When you were young
Summer goes makes you feel like life is real
And hanging on for more
Empty streets empty me
Just call me vagabond
Wondering in the sun
This is getting sort of old
Wandering aimlessly
Is it empty streets or empty me
Summer comes and leaves you with a fever
That you caught
When you were young
Summer goes makes you feel like life is real
And hanging on for more
Hanging hanging
Holding on for me
Hoping praying this will all start over
Come back for me
We'll walk the streets of this old town
Make me a promise this will all come back around
Summer comes and goes and leaves you
Onto emotion
It comes and goes and leaves you
Summer comes and
Leaves you with a fever
That you caught
When you were young
Summer goes makes you feel
Like life is great
And hanging on for more
Hanging on for more
