John Denver

Sticky Summer Weather

Sticky summer weather always pains me

It's like living beneath a blanket I can't breathe

The days are like an oven the nights forever

Nothing to do not much else to see

Then again, I can't stand the thought of winter

Ain't got a fire there's nobody to keep me warm

The night is grey and my coffee tastes so bitter

My memoreis go raging back to storm

Seems like twenty years ago in the springtime

The rain was sweet the wind was cool and clean

I had a girl she was a lady I could talk to

Now it's almost like she's never been

I've been a long time looking for rainbows

Trying to find a way to believe tomorrow

There was a time I think when I remember dreaming

There was a reason I can't find it now

As I recall it almost made my life worth living