fountains and florescent lights
the season has come
the snowbirds are crowding the nights.
the townies are tired of their beaches and bars
being packed so tight
the bridges and traffic and in this selecting their flight.
and on these boats
ride the hopes of...
working class boys, dreaming of girls from faraway points
and better things
like winter flings
and longing after spring has sprung
and they fly north when winter's done
and we get burned in summer's sun
fountains and florescent lights
the season has come
the snowbirds are crowding the nights.
townies and tourists find unlikely love at first sight
and swear that they're never leaving,
and that is their plight
and on these boats
ride the hopes of...
working class boys, dreaming of girls from faraway points
and better things
like winter flings
and longing after spring has sprung
they fly north when winter's done
and we get burned in summer's sun
this winter is lasting forever
at least for tonight
and i know that you're never leaving
until your flight takes you off
and out of my arms
and into the air
so far from your charms
that I cannot bear
another year
in this long forgotten beach town we once shared
and this winter is lasting forever
at least for tonight
and i know that you're never leaving,
never leaving me again
not again