The Kids of Summer 

 

Nobody left in school,

nobody left to teach

I feel it in the air,

the Summer’s just in reach.

Empty lunch hall, empty class,

the sun goes down alone

I’m packing up my stuff...

and then I’m heading home.

 

And I see teachers, ready to fly off to the sun

A suitcase in each hand, and their sunglasses on.

I can tell you, my love for this school will still be strong

After the kids of Summer have gone.

 

I never will forget those days,

I wonder if it was a dream

Remember how we made you crazy,

Remember how we made you scream.

I don’t understand where all

that time at school has gone

But teachers, we’re gonna make you proud

We’re gonna show you

What we’re made of!

 

And I see teachers, ready to fly off to the sun

A suitcase in each hand, and their sunglasses on.

I can tell you, my love for this school will still be strong

After the kids of Summer have gone.