Yellow Clouds Songtext
von Bombadil

When I see the clouds of yellow
Drifting down in my neighborhood
I breathe a little deeper and think about the summer

Rain makes the streets psychedelic
Pollen drifts and swirls and floats away
Ride that wave straight into May

And if it was summer
We′ll swim in the dirty river
Drink beer every day


Thoughts drift to when I was younger
Driving past Durham County Line
Windows rolled down
Nothing on my mind

And if it was summer
We'll swim in the dirty river
Drink beer every day

Then it will be summer
Then it will be summer
Then it will be summer

I love the summer