Summer Candy

It's not that you broke my stride. I didn't know I was going. Five-gallon bucket, paintbrush in my hand, I write the seven ways to living. Turn up the range, I want to feel strange. Piece of pie, piece of pie for you and me All night long, that summer. The first half-hour you were sour, Then soft, so sweet, summer candy. So soft, so sweet, summer candy It's not that you broke my pride. I didn't know where to stow it. Pull off the sweaters that we were covered in, Gold hide and passionate petals. Turn up the range, I want to feel strange. Piece of pie, piece of pie for you and me All night long, that summer. The first half-hour you were sour, Then soft, so sweet, summer candy. So soft, so sweet, summer candy Currently writing the pages, Silver sands under our feet. Cold wind came in to save us. Hands full of silver rings Turn up the range, I want to feel strange. Piece of pie, piece of pie for you and me All night long, that summer. The first half-hour you were sour, Then soft, so sweet, summer candy So soft, so sweet, summer candy So soft, so sweet, milk and brandy So soft, so sweet, summer candy.