the summer's eyes girl
the last time we met was on the end of august's wind
she's the summer's eyes
warm like the sun
sweet as sugar on the top of fruity ice cream
the chestnut hair girl swang her leg through a short jeans pants
I was talking to her about the big kites flying on the blue sky
she likes playing kit
happy as a little red riding hood
beautiful as a sentimental red rose
the jolly girl walked to the magic meadow
got in to a huge tree house
and hid a secret apple inside
the summer's eyes within a fox hole
warm like the sun
bright as a little star
sweet as sugar