randomness

"oh, the summertime.



we could ride, we could ride. take my hand and watch the world go by



laugh or cry, well we need to try, get off the line, time to fly.
go on ahead and let it fade away.
no looking back you know the past will stay.



jump in and go and we could drive for years.
we could feel alive...



here we are, here we are,
windows down we see a falling star.
waiting for nothing but our beating hearts, going far.

oh, the summertime.
so feel the air, feel the air,"