Turn my head with talk of summertime

Sick of hearing you threaten to leave me
now and always,

promise me that all my dreams will come true;
That's all I've ever asked of you.

Too much,
I know,
but where can I hide?
If not in unreliable promises,
then gosh,
let my fears be far behind me,
since all I wanted was for you to be beside me,
To hold me and to hide me.

To share one love,
one lifetime,
saying you'll need me,
Wondering if we ever got payed,
to stay with the other.