Windows down,   now I'm cured singing along to this courtesy call.   A reminder that the season is near,   the wait is now over.      As I follow the skyline,   a familiar melody takes my breath away.   In time, the lights in the streets signs   show me I know I'm where I belong.      I wake up to a little feeling that I once knew.   Winter's passing as I slumber,   crossing our fingers for the summer.      And I know that each night must end,   but with our eyes our closed maybe we'll just pretend this weather could last forever.   No need for saying goodbye.      We spent our nights searching for this a star to turn into a wish   and I, I think that we can make it come true