lyrics
Climbing through the slushy snow
And I feel my feet get cold.
Oh next time I’ll bring two skis
And I’ll glide across with my ski poles!
Though I don’t wanna go
I miss home, I miss Chlo
And my socks are soaking,
It’s the last straw!
I’m flying through the sky
With a smile on my face.
‘Cause I’m making my flight
to a warmer place
And I’ll Be Back This Summer,
Until the winter comes…
Five days, I’ve slept fourteen hours
And I forgot my father’s birthday.
Coffee’s been my saving grace,
My new found faith, oh thanks The Bean!
It’s Friday and I crave
A few cheers, a few beers
But I can’t catch a break
I’m underage!
And I want to go home
But ahead is the dread
Of no leg room for seventeen hours!
I’m flying through the sky
With a smile on my face.
‘Cause I’m making my flight
to a warmer place!
And I’ll Be Back This Summer,
Until the winter comes…
I’ll Be Back This Summer …
credits
from
Changing Clocks (EP),
released November 24, 2009
Music and words written by Matt Rod ©2008
Performed by Changing Clocks: Matt Rod (vocals, lead guitar) Erika Cole (vocals), Seth Botos (drums), Mike Ball (bass), Carl Eisman (guitar).
Mixed by Michael Poorman at Strangeways Recording;
Mastered by Brad Blackwood at Euphonic Masters;
Produced by Matt Rod
(p) 2009 Matt Rod Music
Photo by Laurence Wattrus
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