Summer We Ain’t Done

[Verse 1]
She said, “I’m just passin’ through”
Sand in her hair, sky so blue
Flip-flops hangin’ from her hand
Laughin’ as she kicked off that tan-line sand
He had a ball cap, old tattoo
Truck tailgate, late June view
Said, “You can sit right here a while”
She rolled her eyes, then cracked a smile
[Chorus]
We were just a summer story
Bare feet, backroad glory
Thought it’d fade when the days got shorter
But you held on through the change in weather
Now I’m lookin’ at forever with you, my one
Yeah, summer, summer, summer
Summer, we ain’t done
[Verse 2]
[Rap – Male]
Yeah
August heat, but you froze my breath
Cutoff jeans had me so obsessed
Said, “Don’t fall fast,” I was already gone
Fireworks still in my chest ‘til dawn
Number in my phone, little heart by your name
Two a.m. talks, every night, same thing
From the lake dock light to the drive back home
You the best kinda place I have ever known
[Pre-Chorus]
[Female]
They all said it was a phase, just a sweet July
But you’re callin’ every morning, you’re the reason why
I’m throwin’ sweaters in a suitcase, chasin’ that grin
Can’t wait to see where this road begins
[Chorus]
We were just a summer story
Bare feet, backroad glory
Thought it’d fade when the days got shorter
But you held on through the change in weather
Now I’m lookin’ at forever with you, my one
Yeah, summer, summer, summer
Summer, we ain’t done
[Bridge]
[Female]
First house, front porch, late-night talkin’
Kids maybe, who knows, we’ll see
[Male]
Big dreams, small town, hand in my pocket
You and that old spare key
[Both]
From a beach town fling
To a gold ring someday (someday)
If this is how it starts
I don’t want it any other way (oh-oh)
[Chorus]
We were just a summer story
Bare feet, backroad glory
Thought it’d fade when the days got shorter
But you held on through the change in weather
Now I’m lookin’ at forever with you, my one
Yeah, summer, summer, summer
Summer, we ain’t done
[Outro]
[Both]
Can’t wait to see what’s comin’ (hey!)
All the days under this same sun
If love began in July, that’s fine
‘Cause baby, we ain’t done
Summer, we ain’t done

country, Warm sunset country-pop with female lead vocals and playful male rap verses; strummed acoustic and brushed snare in the verses, big open choruses with stacked harmonies and bright mandolin. Rap sits pocketed and rhythmic, trading lines with the singer; bridge strips to guitar and soft pads before a final, anthemic chorus.