Lazy Days of Summer

Getting tangled in the words Of a song from long ago Old forgotten moments And stories left untold As children we allowed ourselves The innocence of youth When everything was easy With no complicated shades of truth I remember lazy summer days And all the crazy games we played Imagination and adventure were our guides Grass that scratched between our toes While splashing through the garden hose And counting cloud formations in the sky Life was full of simple joys Our world seemed so complete Snowball fights in winter Autumn leaves beneath our feet We didn’t want for anything It all seemed like a dream Climbing trees with secret forts And skipping stones across the stream I remember lazy summer days And all those nights we stayed out late Catching fireflies in little jars Giggling as we set them free Got so dark we couldn’t see Holding hands while watching shooting stars A memory’s never flawless And your mind plays little tricks Changing hazy details Of the things you couldn’t fix No childhood is perfect Though some days were pretty close And those lazy days of summer Are the ones I miss the most