It's Monday morning Went to bed Saturday at noon Tossed and turned and ran a marathon or two Now every morning I look at your side of the room Preserved and undisturbed Like tutankhamun's tomb Hey summer Hey summer you can't come to soon The winter's come and broke the one of us in two Hey summer Hey summer you can't come to soon Let the sun come out and take the place of you In the garden The weeds are wild and full of pain The dandelions drunk on Vancouver rain But in the desert The wind is warm and full of hate And unfamiliar to the boy who ran away Hey summer where the hell are you? How's the life? How's the future look for you? How does the past compare? It's lonely out in space But at least I've got these voices in my head