We can make it rain again. I'd feel like I belong. Let's make it cold again. I'm not ready and it's wrong. We can put the outdoor chairs back in and lock the door. Go back to walking all heads down and put our coats back on. The summer's come too soon and I'm still missing you. We can stay at home and draw the blinds and light a fire. Pull the covers high and go to sleep early for hours. Don't want to be too hot and there's no way to cool down. Don't want to sit outside all night or even leave the house. The summer's come too soon and I'm still missing you. I don't want to sit and drink in parks and watch the sun go down. Don't want to put my feet in water and lie back in the grass. I don't want to watch the plains go by or hold anybody's hand. The summer's come too soon and I can't come back to you. The summer's come too soon and I'm still missing you. And if the sun would go down. Stop reminding us how. If we ever had a chance. I don't by now