It's summertime. And I can understand if you still feel sad. It's summertime. And though it's hard to see its true possibilities. When you look inside, all you'll see.
In the morning I'd awake. And I couldn't remember. What is love and what is hate. The calculations error. Oh-oh-oh-what is love and what is hate. And why does it matter.
Take your golden tooth, try to throw it to the moon, ahh. Take your mouth and scream whistle wasted in your dreams, ahh. Take your eyes and leave, one for love and one for me, ahh.
In the morning I'd awake. And I couldn't remember. What is love and what is hate. The calculations error. Oh-oh-oh-what is love and what is hate. And why does it matter.