Indian Summer Lyrics

Breakfast in cemeteries
Boy tasting wild cherry
Touch girl, apple blossom
Just a boy playing possum
We'll come back for Indian Summer
We'll come back for Indian Summer
We'll come back for Indian Summer
Go our separate way

What is that cheerful sound?
Rain falling on the ground
Buckle up, we're wayward bound
We'll come back for Indian Summer
We'll come back for Indian Summer
We'll come back for Indian Summer
Go our separate way

French toast with molasses
Croquet and Baked Alaskas
We'll come back for Indian Summer
We'll come back for Indian Summer
We'll come back for Indian Summer
Go our separate way

Walk me down the lane
I'll drink from your drain
We will never change
No matter what they say