The days we spent playing
At the park
Were good times
I miss the underdogs
I miss playing in the sand as a family
Or watching you catch the biggest fish
But
Every now and then I have my dreams
Of those times
The times we spent as a family
And after those dreams
In the summer I swear I can hear the rusty chains squeak
When no one is on them
I swear I can here your laughter fill my ears
I swear I can here my giggling saying higher daddy higher
I swear I can here mommy in th back round talking but only for minute I hear it all
And when I do I let a tear fall
Sometimes I wake to the sounds of the rusty chains squeaking
And it brings a smile to my face
But yet
I let a tear fall
And yet I ignore the tear that falls
And I search for the sounds that I love to hear
The sounds of your voice
Your laughter
It reminds me of a balloon
Full one second and then
Pop the next you hear a big boom
And sometimes it makes you jump
But yet in the end you laugh at what a silly noise does to you
Well I miss your booming laughter
How I long to hear it
And I know I can't
Makes me hurt
But most of all I long to hear all the
Sounds of summer