Summer in Springtime

No need to wonder why you're wandering

It's probably where you need to go

with the road on your feet and the people that you meet, keep it simple

I've heard of people finding Wonderland

like little Alice in a dream

but I've come to see, it's the path that we lead that is real

Finding Summer in Springtime, Oh

Talking birds and the bees on the low

Flying high on the breeze

Just going where it blows

Finding my own

It's not so easy if you're wondering

There's lots of bumps along the way

with choices to make and promises that break, it's gets real

And you may never find your Wonderland

But that's the beauty of it all

It's the salt and the sweet, it's the wind in the trees, it's a feel

Finding Summer in Springtime, Oh

Talking birds and the bees on the low

Flying high on the breeze

Just going where it blows

Finding my own

Finding Summer in Springtime, Oh

Talking birds and the bees on the low

Flying high on the breeze

Just going where it blows

Finding my own

Finding my own

I'm out on my own