Summer Day Lyrics
| Song | Summer Day |
| Artist | Pat Metheny |
| Album | Metheny Mehldau |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 艺术家：A Balladeer | |
| 专辑名：Panama(2006) | |
| the Benz fans | |
| are turned up high | |
| land pans | |
| before your eyes | |
| flashback | |
| to father's suntanned thighs | |
| hopped on | |
| in driver's seat | |
| up front | |
| with dangling feet | |
| chest belt | |
| his muscled arm around | |
| and the sun goes down | |
| the lake wakes | |
| a hard blue sky | |
| waves break | |
| and Sam says 'hi' | |
| flashback | |
| to Super Snorkel Spy | |
| young blonde | |
| with fishing net | |
| strong, fond | |
| his back half wet | |
| splash track | |
| and underwater sound | |
| and the sun goes down | |
| please stop the thinking and the torture | |
| you can really only take so much | |
| things do look better in the morning | |
| without any grudge | |
| the twins bathe | |
| at 10 a.m. | |
| grins taped | |
| on Sony cam | |
| flashback | |
| to mother's glaring lamp | |
| dives, swift | |
| into the roar | |
| wives drift | |
| shift, save on shore | |
| jam-packed | |
| the night that Natty drowns | |
| and the sun goes down | |
| please stop the thinking and the torture | |
| you can really only take so much | |
| things do look better in the morning | |
| without any grudge | |
| would you stop this futile thinking | |
| would you stop these figments now | |
| would you stop this futile thinking | |
| would you stop these figments now | |
| would you stop these figments now | |
| please stop the thinking and the torture | |
| you can really only take so much | |
| things do look better in the morning | |
| without any grudge | |
| would you stop this futile thinking | |
| would you stop these figments now | |
| would you stop this futile thinking | |
| would you stop these figments now |
| yi shu jia: A Balladeer | |
| zhuan ji ming: Panama 2006 | |
| the Benz fans | |
| are turned up high | |
| land pans | |
| before your eyes | |
| flashback | |
| to father' s suntanned thighs | |
| hopped on | |
| in driver' s seat | |
| up front | |
| with dangling feet | |
| chest belt | |
| his muscled arm around | |
| and the sun goes down | |
| the lake wakes | |
| a hard blue sky | |
| waves break | |
| and Sam says ' hi' | |
| flashback | |
| to Super Snorkel Spy | |
| young blonde | |
| with fishing net | |
| strong, fond | |
| his back half wet | |
| splash track | |
| and underwater sound | |
| and the sun goes down | |
| please stop the thinking and the torture | |
| you can really only take so much | |
| things do look better in the morning | |
| without any grudge | |
| the twins bathe | |
| at 10 a. m. | |
| grins taped | |
| on Sony cam | |
| flashback | |
| to mother' s glaring lamp | |
| dives, swift | |
| into the roar | |
| wives drift | |
| shift, save on shore | |
| jampacked | |
| the night that Natty drowns | |
| and the sun goes down | |
| please stop the thinking and the torture | |
| you can really only take so much | |
| things do look better in the morning | |
| without any grudge | |
| would you stop this futile thinking | |
| would you stop these figments now | |
| would you stop this futile thinking | |
| would you stop these figments now | |
| would you stop these figments now | |
| please stop the thinking and the torture | |
| you can really only take so much | |
| things do look better in the morning | |
| without any grudge | |
| would you stop this futile thinking | |
| would you stop these figments now | |
| would you stop this futile thinking | |
| would you stop these figments now |
| yì shù jiā: A Balladeer | |
| zhuān jí míng: Panama 2006 | |
| the Benz fans | |
| are turned up high | |
| land pans | |
| before your eyes | |
| flashback | |
| to father' s suntanned thighs | |
| hopped on | |
| in driver' s seat | |
| up front | |
| with dangling feet | |
| chest belt | |
| his muscled arm around | |
| and the sun goes down | |
| the lake wakes | |
| a hard blue sky | |
| waves break | |
| and Sam says ' hi' | |
| flashback | |
| to Super Snorkel Spy | |
| young blonde | |
| with fishing net | |
| strong, fond | |
| his back half wet | |
| splash track | |
| and underwater sound | |
| and the sun goes down | |
| please stop the thinking and the torture | |
| you can really only take so much | |
| things do look better in the morning | |
| without any grudge | |
| the twins bathe | |
| at 10 a. m. | |
| grins taped | |
| on Sony cam | |
| flashback | |
| to mother' s glaring lamp | |
| dives, swift | |
| into the roar | |
| wives drift | |
| shift, save on shore | |
| jampacked | |
| the night that Natty drowns | |
| and the sun goes down | |
| please stop the thinking and the torture | |
| you can really only take so much | |
| things do look better in the morning | |
| without any grudge | |
| would you stop this futile thinking | |
| would you stop these figments now | |
| would you stop this futile thinking | |
| would you stop these figments now | |
| would you stop these figments now | |
| please stop the thinking and the torture | |
| you can really only take so much | |
| things do look better in the morning | |
| without any grudge | |
| would you stop this futile thinking | |
| would you stop these figments now | |
| would you stop this futile thinking | |
| would you stop these figments now |
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