and it sounds like summer
Her voice is like pink lemonade
She sings to me
like she knows my life
My tears fall onto pages
that she writes
She's swaying
She's praying
Her voice is like pink lemonade
Flower petals float
all around our lives
She knows the taste
of violence
She's saying
She's playing
Her voice is like pink lemonade
My mother told me
she sings just for me
Among the irises
on a hot wet day
She's dancing
She's romancing
That melody reminding me
who I really can be
Her voice is like pink lemonade
Let's go to the cemetery
and open a stand
All souls
Come on, baby
Let's drink that pink lemonade
