Ben Stevenson - Summer Dealer Lyrics

Ben Stevenson – Summer Dealer Lyrics

I watch the ..
I watch the ceilin’ fan go round and round again
I can’t believe you went, but you’re gone
I miss the little things, I placed a lil bet
On you girl, I confess, that I’m lost

I can’t call it, I think I’ve folding
Your dirty laundry caught in a winding river
The one that takes you back, fade to black

CHORUS:
I’ve a fever, summer dealer
Could you get me high one more time?
Fallen over, should have warned you
But I need that high one more time
But I need that, but I need that
But I need that high one more time

I took your picture there, came with it everywhere
It looks so different when I went back without you
You let the moments pass, slow motion hourglass
I can’t catch that fall and sink, can’t go back

I can’t call it, I think I’ve folding
Your dirty laundry caught in a winding river
Let the water lift you up, fill your cup

CHORUS:
I’ve a fever, summer dreamer
Could you get me high one more time?
Fallen over, should have warned you
But I need that high one more time
But I need that, but I need that
But I need that high one more time

[Lyrics to Summer Dealer by Ben Stevenson]