Dee Jackson Field summertime

In this crazy world of constant change
There is one thing that remains the same
And that thing, it's the way I feel about you
Whenever I recall the days we spent together
Holding hands; walking in the sand
I don't feel sad; can't be mad
It was so sweet
Sweet Summertime thang
Sweet Summertime thang
Breeze through my window
I remember
Oh, how the moment
Lingers in my mind
Sweet Summertime thang