I want to see the blue sky,
I want to feel the breeze;
I want to hear the summer wind,
Singing in the trees.
I want to touch forever
And drift into its soul.
Put my troubles in my right hand,
Hold them up
And let them go!
Sweet summer day,
Talking about a sweet summer day.
Take your troubles and let them fly away;
I'm talking about a sweet summer day.
So much time is wasted, pulling the line,
For sure you are running faster,
But you're only running blind.
I want to touch forever,
I want to really know.
Put my troubles in my right hand,
Hold them up
And let them go!
Sweet summer day,
I'm talking about a sweet summer day.
Take your troubles and let them drift away;
Talking about a sweet summer day.