Later In June

I lie awake for an hour or two

Guess I can’t turn off my mind

I watch the clock turn a quarter past two

Guess I can’t stop the time

Yeah we’re always getting older

Watching all the seasons change

When the leaves fall, and it’s colder

Yeah it’s time to turn the page

Can’t help but feel sometimes the world is spinning out of control

I find that music’s more than rhythm it’s the key to my soul

I’ll find and use it like a gun that just shoots flowers in bloom

Goodbye I’ll miss you maybe see you sometime later in June

Some days I’m high and some days I’m low

Some days I’m out of tune

Some days it feels like I am the tide

Other days I’m the moon

Yeah we’re always getting older

Watching all the seasons change

When the leaves fall, and it’s colder

Yeah it’s time to turn the page

Can’t help but feel sometimes the world is spinning out of control

I find that music’s more than rhythm it’s the key to my soul

I’ll find and use it like a gun that just shoots flowers in bloom

Goodbye I’ll miss you maybe see you sometime later in June