Summer Breeze
.... The Isley Brothers.
See the curtains hangin' in the window,
In the evening on a Friday night
A little light-a-shinin'
through the window,
Lets me know everything is all right
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine,
Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind.
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine,
Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind,
See the paper layin' on the sidewalk,
Music from the house next door.
So I walk on up to the door step,
Through the screen and across the floor.
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine,
Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind.
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine,
Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind.
Sweet days of summer -
the jasmine's in bloom.
July is dressed up,
and playing her tune.
When I come home,
from a hard day's work,
And you're waitin' there,
Not a care, not a care in this world.
See the smile awaitin in the kitchen.
Food cookin' and the plates for two.
Feels your arms that reachin' out
to hold me,
In the evening when they day is through.
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine,
Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind.
Summer breeze yeah, makes me feel fine,
Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind.
Summer Breeze, makes me feel fine,
Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind.
This page was created Friday 11th February 2000
