Sometimes muggy but never cold
thank God the seasons won’t get old.
The stars try peeking through the smog
the crickets and the croaking frog.
Reflected underneath the stars
are happy faces, speeding cars.
Sometimes muggy but never cold
thank God the seasons won’t get old.
The stars try peeking through the smog
the crickets and the croaking frog.
Reflected underneath the stars
are happy faces, speeding cars.