Is It Summertime Yet?
Words and music by Joe Dickinson
Is it summertime yet?
I’m so tired of the cold
The parks are all dreary
And the streets all seem old
People all stay indoors
No one walks around
I wish I were on a southbound jet
Is it summertime yet?
Is it summertime yet?
How I long for that blue blazing sky
The gardens of color
And the feel of surprise
The loveliness that comes
With lying on the ground
I’ll pick you up, we’ll leave, that’s our best bet
Is it summertime yet?
Is it summertime yet?
My heart seems to be made of ice
If you came back that’d be the best
But to see the sun would be nice
Please bring back the warmth
Please bring back the sound
Of love, I can’t forget
Is it summertime yet?
Copyright 2007 Joe Dickinson