I wish the Summer would come
I'm feelin' kind of weary in my bones
Late Autumn's in my bones right now
And I’m old, I’m feelin' so old.
I wish the Summer would come
And then I'd laugh and be a child again
The sun'd shine and I’d be free again
Free to roam where I please.
I wish the Summer would come
'Cos I'm tired of waitin' alone
Things move slowly and die right now
And I'm old, I'm feelin' so old.
From Occasional Jottings by Kenneth Bird
