The summer is long and hot
Very, very hot and we all pray for rain
We constantly seek a shady spot
As the sun just beats down on the plain
But as the sun sets in the west
We exit our cold caves
Find a garden chair, take a rest
And dream about splashing in the waves
But winter will come, the heat will go
We will warm our cold caves
Watch the rain flow
And still dream about splashing in the waves.