The sun is out
The heat is coming down
One feels like melting
And there appears to be no end in sight
We call that summer
We call that summer.
The beaches are packed
People are swimming
With all looking for relief
But the heat is still here, and will not go
We call that summer
We call that summer.
So how do you feel
As you face this day
You look for relief
But there is none to be had
Remember, It is summer heat
Remember, It is summer heat.
