The Starting Line - The Drama Summer Lyrics

We can wait for the wind to blow
Or give me a look so cold
It gives me chills
And ends the summer war
My eyes roll around
And over and again
Falling down, dizzy with sunstroke

I'll be there and I'll try to identify
Try to look through the
Gray skies in your eyes
And pick up everything you left behind

Cross your fingers and pray for winter
I'll be there painting the town your
Favorite Color
I guess I'll call or see you around
I guess I'll call or see you around