Summer Nights And Autumn Blues

Crickets singing by the lake Little ripples in their wake Tent zipped open, folding chairs Wood smoke floating through the air Fire pit burning orange-red Million stars above my head Used to see fireflies everywhere Lived my Childhood without a care Summer nights and autumn blues Lake water underneath the moon Warm air, cool breeze coming through That's my kind of weather too Summer nights and autumn blues Campfire smoke and muddy shoes Take a chair and pick a view Nothing much we gotta do Bare feet walking through the grass Cold drink sweating in the glass Somebody throws another log Crickets louder by the dock Water shining black and gold After midnight getting cold Grab a hoodie, pull it on Sit outside until the dawn Summer nights and autumn blues Lake water underneath the moon Warm air, cool breeze coming through That's my kind of weather too Summer nights and autumn blues Campfire smoke and muddy shoes Take a chair and pick a view Nothing much we gotta do Then comes that autumn kind of air Leaves start crunching everywhere Coffee steaming in your hands Cool wind moving through the land Orange, yellow, red and brown Little leaves come tumbling down Fire going, jacket on Good damn weather all night long Summer nights and autumn blues Crickets, campfires, lakeside views Cooler nights and changing hues Every season's got its groove Summer nights and autumn blues Smoke in the air and morning dew Sit right here and take the view That's all I came outside to do Crickets by the water Fire in the pit Cool breeze coming Yeah, that's it Santi Flores