Let's get out of the city
Find some place to go
Pinyon pines horizon lines
The fading of the snow
Darlin' it's a pity
All this Idle time
Let's Set out for the countryside
And see what can find
Oh my
Love of mine
I feel summer creeping in
I feel summer creeping in
I feel summer creeping in
I can feel her calling
Dyed in to the wool
The whisper of the morning
The lonely mountains pull
Oh my
Love of mine
I feel summer creeping in
I feel summer creeping in
I feel summer creeping in
Winters letting go of its hold
Head down the western road
I feel summer creeping in
I feel summer creeping in
I feel summer creeping in
