summer dream

 
My hands are freezing my nose is sore
From this weather I got this score,
I don’t like winter I don’t like cold
Wrapped in my jacket it feels like mould,
Where is that summer where is that sun
With all of the clothing it feels like a ton,
Just like a turtle wound up in my shell
I’d like to sleep and to summer propel,
To burn up in sunshine and bask till I’m red
Enjoy by the seaside a drink and sunbed.