© 2011 Mark Cote
(chorus) like a seed adrift in the wind
waiting for the warmth to pull me in
and to know it's more than just a word
and when those rays wash over me
taste your honey and it's oh so sweet
and I know it's more than just a word
as I stumble each week from day to day
down the hall I've been tripping over what to say
to a girl in my reach who would look so very fine
oh baby baby I think I'm gonna lose my mind
(chorus)
(Instrumental)
summer dream are you really so far away
and dusty cloud are you really a shade of grey
'cause in my mind it all seems so crystal clear
open my eyes and it all starts to disappear
(chorus)
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