Summer in winter,
Winter in springtime,
You heard the birds sing:
Everything will be fine.

I spent the summer wasting,
The time was passed so easily.
But if the summer's wasted
How come that I could feel so free?
I spent the summer wasting,
The sky was blue beyond compare.
A photograph of myself
Is all I have to show for

Seven years of river walkways,
Seven weeks of staying up all night.

I spent the summer wasting,
The time was passed so pleasantly.
Say cheerio to books now!
The only things I'll read are faces.
I spent the summer wasting
Under a canopy of

Seven weeks of river walkways,
Seven weeks of reading papers,
Seven weeks of feeling guilty,
Seven weeks of staying up all night.

Summer in winter,
Winter in springtime,
You heard the bird say:
Everything will be fine.