I quit smoking come July
Sun was too strong in my lungs
Fog like sea foam in the night
Headlights safely took me home

Bodies steaming up the windows
You told me you didn't know how
I said, "I will wait for you to grow
I don't wanna take your youth from you now."

You gave me all your summer clothes
They had grown too small for you
You were itching to see the world
I had nothing left for you
My last summer, my last summer with you

Heavy nights under the moon
The stars and interrupted beehive
Love so simple no one understood
Carved our names with your pocketknife

You gave me all your summer clothes
They had grown too small for you
You were itching to see the world
I had nothing left for you
My last summer, my last summer with you
You gave me all your summer clothes
They had grown too small for you
You were itching to see the world
I had nothing left for you
My last summer, my last summer with you