Holly Miranda Mt. Hood
Today we fly over Mt. Hood
Tomorrow we'll try to do what we should
'Cause sometimes you gotta leave where you stood
To come back and find that it was so good
I wish there was a way to just make you stay
Like chasing the sun at the end of the day
So I'll carry this picture when I go away
I will choose to remember you this way
Summer came and wasted all away
Summer came and wasted all away
Summer came and wasted all away
Summer came and wasted all away
Summer came and wasted all away
Today we try to feed a monsoon [?]
Tomorrow will come but always too soon
And sometimes you gotta leave where you stood
To come back and find you feel understood
