Song lyrics The drama summer by Starting Line

We could wait for the wind to blow
Or give me a look so cold...It gives me chills
And ends the summer war
My eyes roll
Around and over and again
Falling down, dizzy with sun stroke
IŽll be there
And IŽll try to identify, try to look through the gray skies in your eyes..
And pick up everything you left behind
Cross your fingers, and pray for winter
IŽll be there
Painting the town your favorite color.
Guess IŽll call or see you around....yeah
Guess IŽll call or see you around.
Guess IŽll call or see you around....yeah
Guess IŽll call or see you around.
IŽll call, or see you around....yeah
IŽll call, or see you around.
IŽll call, or see you around....yeah
IŽll call, or see you around.

...painting the town your favorite color.