Lyrics
Green cut glass filled with wine
Pollen carried above us
Blind flashes of the sunlight through trees
All the voices aren’t mine
Afternoon heat cradles their hearts
Conversation all around us
Discarded bikes and kicked off shoes
Expectations ready to start
Summer in the city
Can be a lonely place
Even in the crowd
It can be an empty space
Et je perds toute trace
Hmmmmmm mmmmm mmmmm
Cigarette smoke rises in clouds
Bottles passed between us
Half naked skin punctuates the park
People laughing out loud
Watching from inside the spiral
Shadows crawling on us
Close enough to touch, still so far
Trapped behind my smile
Summer in the city
Can be a lonely place
Even in the crowd
It can be an empty space
Et je perds toute trace
Hmmmmmm mmmmm mmmmm
Summer in the city
Can be a lonely place
Even in the crowd
It can be an empty space
Et je perds toute trace
Hmmmmmm mmmmm mmmmm
Details
GeneratedJun 27, 2026
Duration3:26
LanguageEnglish
Style
male singer. Dark. Acoustic. Sad. Emotional. Folk. Spanish guitar. Picking guitar. Quiet. Gentle. Joni Mitchell
Credits
Prompt by
DrewMcNeil
DrewMcNeilModelAria v5.5
