Cicadas (Solstice Version)

We flew to California on a whim Just so he could show me the place he grew up in We got drunk out on my street on the Fourth of July Yeah the world was ending but the fireworks were bright And the summer flew on by Quiet days, a quiet life I can hear the cicadas hum And I don't know how I got it right But I'll be his and he'll be mine I can hear the cicadas hum We drove into a small town just because we could Found a cemetery playground and walked through the woods I know he's got friends getting high in L.A. But isn't it better to live life this way And the summer flew on by Quiet days, a quiet life I can hear the cicadas hum And I don't know how I got it right But I'll be his and he'll be mine I can hear the cicadas hum And I'll be here 'till the morning comes Don't you hear it, hear it? I can hear the cicadas hum Don't you hear it, hear it? I can hear the cicadas hum And I'll be here 'till the morning comes Got into his car and he leaned over to me Said I look like some girl from a film I've never seen And it's just the start of another passing day I look out the window, the leaves begin to change