Summer Moon

Cigarette smoke dancing 'round the room
Miles is playing something kind of blue (blue)
City sounds humming, hear the rain drumming
The scent of your perfume still lingers like a tune in my head

And something 'bout the summer moon
Tells me I'll be dreaming 'bout you

Italian wine stains across the sky
Flocks of purple clouds floating on by (by)
Telephone ringing, lullaby singing
Memories of us like paintings in my mind all the time

And something 'bout the summer moon
Tells me I'll be dreaming 'bout you

The summer moon tells me I'll be dreaming ('bout you)
(Dreaming 'bout you, dreaming about-)
(Dreaming 'bout you)

Something 'bout the summer moon (dreaming about-)
Tells me I'll be dreaming ('bout you)
(Dreaming 'bout you)

See you in my dreams (dreaming about-)
Yeah, oh (dreaming 'bout you)
Ooh (dreaming about-)

Something 'bout the summer moon