"Warmth Of The Sand" by Dashboard Confessional

Relax and stand in the warmth of the sand 
the day is long 
and here for us to take for granted. 
We find ourselves to our knees 
Water clear, a tender breeze upon our faces 
as we bask in our good graces 
Yeah, we all are golden here. 

its summer, its summer, 
where night belongs to lust and lovers. 
And summer, and summer, 
and I am here to win you over. 
You will be mine this year. (this year that's right this is
the one this year, this year, yes i have a feeling)

The sun is set and the moon is high, 
The night is long and here for you and I to capture (it's
for us) 
And flood ourselves to the gills with icey drinks 
With bolstering wills and we are braver for the moment 
Yeah, we all are golden here 

Its  summer, Its summer, 
where all the girls bare olive shoulders, 
and summer, and summer, 
and I am here to win you over. 
You will be mine this year. (this year) 
(just watch yourself)
(This year)
(This year)
(its no secret 
 

The courtyard where the garden stands, 
Behind the beach, in crystal and sands, we shed our clothes,

And felt romantic, tinted by the moon fantastic. 
Bright and warm, and hours alone absolve us of the sins we
own. 
And from one year into another I think of you when I feel
summer. 

Its summer, Its summer, where all the girls bear olive
shoulders 
Its summer, Its summer, where all you hope for is another 
Its summer, Its summer, where night belongs to lust and
lovers 
Its summer, Its summer, and I am here to win you over 
You will be mine this year. (This year)