fountains and flourscent lights
when season has come
the snowbirds have crowded the nights
and old townies are tired
of the beaches and bars
being packed so tight
and bridges, and traffic, and inlets
are locked in their flight

and on these boats
ride the hopes of working class boys
dreaming of girls, from far away points
and better things - like winter flings
and longing after spring has sprung
and they fly north when winter's done
and we get burned in summer's sun

fountains and flourescent lights
when season has come
the snowbirds have crowded the nights
and young townies and tourists
find unlikely love at first sight
and swear that they're never leaving
and that is their plight

and on these boats
ride the hopes of working class boys
dreaming of girls, from far away points
and better things - like winter flings
and longing after spring has sprung
and they fly north when winter's done
and we get burned in summer's sun

this winter is lasting forever
at least for tonight
and i know that you're never leaving
until your flight
takes you off
and out of my arms
and into the air
so far from your charms
that i can not bare
another year
in this long forgotten beach town
we once shared

this winter is lasting forever
at least for tonight
and i know that you're never
leaving me again
no, not again.