Don't Check The Sun - Lyrics - Back One Out

Sun warms up, holiday's coming, Sending a postcard from Sri Lanka. And maybe I should wait for the wave that makes me blind. Like movies, wonderful girls with coloured bikinis "burn" the fashion; That's summer, no more working for two weeks or one. I love this fall of lazy days, Sounds of the beach, pervading my head. I feel upset when all seems small: I'm surfing the dreams of my world… Please leave me now! I'd rather. Don't check the sun, I'm overrating you. Don't crash my fun, that's summer. I don't want to think about what will be waiting for me. There, bullion meetings in all my trips, we couldn't imagine this before… I love this unreality, I still believe. Like thousand melodies, all my girls ask me not to check the sun; Hopped in the subway, and I made my new way home. I won't fail my amusement. Sounds of the city keep on rock me. I feel honest only when all begins to satisfy me. 'Cause I still believe, I'm still a rocker. Don't try to change me, cause I don't want to be under pressure.