Oh Lovely Summer Time

Summer Days; Sleepy Haze

Freedom just bust through the door
The school goes wild
And thunders across the floor
We're all ready for those summer days.

At first I am not free
Things to do
Places to be
But then I slip into a sleepy haze

Camp is finally over
And I have all the time
To search the yard for a tiny four-leaf clover
Oh, the joy of summer days

I wake up early and run outside
The dew on the grass and the sun in the sky
I'm so glad to be here, I fill with something like pride
I lye in the grass, covered in a sleepy haze

Oh these blessed summer days
filled with joyous sleepy haze