From the album In The Skyline

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Lyrics

Words and Music by Andrea Wittgens
Copyright 2008 Trapdoor Escapade Music

This year’s vacation it’s postcards of airplanes for you
Everything’s balmy but I’m bored as a palm tree for you

Poolside philosophy is all very flattering
I’m brilliant in flip flops but cooked by high noon
Who’s going to save me from melting away?

It all depends
On you my friend
The star of my summer escape

This year’s vacation it’s snapshots from Vegas for you
But I’m out of focus cause all I can picture is you

How is it possible to feel so nostalgic
For somebody’s face I haven’t even seen yet?
Come in your finest of hot air balloons

‘Cause it all depends
On you my friend
The star of my summer escape

Here’s the thing
It’s the trickiest thing
Oh it’s magical
In my mind we’re larger than life
Can we live up?
Can we live up to this?

Great expectations, it’s all very baffling
Like reading your epilogue before the first page
Or maybe this blockbuster’s made for TV

It all depends
On you my friend
The star of my summer escape