Lyrics Summer's Game - Jacco Gardner

Summer's Game

Summer days are at my door
It won’t be like before
The wind blows softly through my room
Summer dreams are in the air
Some place but I don’t know where
I feel I’ll find her pretty soon
Memories keep rushing by
And I always wonder why
I’ve got to make myself believe
Things will always be the same
All I’ll play is a summer’s game
Golden sunlight at the sea