ometimes when evening falls too soon
And years slip by too fast,
I shake the autumn from my hair
And dream of summers past.
How I miss the warming breeze
Which lingered dusk to dawn
And carried hints of sweet perfume
From someone's new-mowed lawn.
"Olli olli oxen free!"
Rang out from vacant schools,
ruled the night
From neighbors' heated pools.
The fireflies wove careless paths
Among the wishing stars,
Their magic floating within reach
To trap in jelly jars.
With worn transistor radios,
Through darkened streets we'd stroll
And search for footprints on the moon
While humming Rock n' Roll.
Oh! how I wish I could return
To wish upon a star
Or catch one fleeting summer night
And keep it in a jar.