Indian Summer
Highasakite
Over the rooftops,
and to the sea,
along the highway like a bumble bee.
Over the sand bars,
and to the woods,
I wear my feathers,I'm Robin Hood.
I will run like an Indian tomorrow.
I will run like an Indian tomorrow.
... ...
Into the ocean,
and to the shore,
our running horses where the wild things go.
I am a scarecrow.,
I am a thief.
I wear my feathers,I'm Robin Hood.
I will run like an Indian tomorrow.
I will run like an Indian tomorrow.
I will run with them,
run for a while.
I will run with them,
run with them.
I will run with them,
with them for a while.
Run with them,
with them for a while.
Run with them,
with them for a while.
Run with them,
with them for a while.