[Verse 1]
The sun melts asphalt in the street,
Fresh-cut grass and storm clouds meet.
You and I escape the gray,
Into light and drops of day.
Empty city, quiet and free,
Everyone has fled the sea.
No more arguing tonight,
Barefoot on the edge of light.

[Chorus]
Summer is a little life,
Far away from noise and strife.
You look quickly past the line,
Where new distant roads will shine.
Wormwood may be sharp and dry,
Still we know it passes by.
These bright days will stay alive,
Cold or hunger won’t deprive.

[Verse 2]
Apple scent from orchards old,
Midnight whispers, soft and cold.
We don’t need so much to be
Happy in our quiet sea.
Laughter ringing through the yard,
Falling stars within our guard.
Life’s own music fills the air,
Burning seasons unaware.

[Chorus]
Summer is a little life,
Far away from noise and strife.
You look quickly past the line,
Where new distant roads will shine.
Wormwood may be sharp and dry,
Still we know it passes by.
These bright days will stay alive,
Cold or hunger won’t deprive.

[Bridge]
Autumn soon will turn things red,
Paint the leaves above our head.
But this day is wide and bright,
Still we have the fading light.
Moments gathered one by one,
Like small treasures from the sun,
Hidden safely deep inside,
For the winter days we hide.

[Chorus]
Summer is a little life,
Far away from noise and strife.
You look quickly past the line,
Where new distant roads will shine.
Wormwood may be sharp and dry,
Still we know it passes by.
These bright days will stay alive,
Cold or hunger won’t deprive.