Born again to longer days, once more wishful eyes awake Nightly schemes in sunburnt shell, just one kiss' my southern belle As these summer storm abound, carries minds from one-trick towns what you want will never be what you have Somewhere, waiting for my love, someone, where I'll go A postcard with her lips enclosed, I'll taste them and lose control And in my heart she stayed a while, though better men have failed I tried to cross the great divide found between her heart and mine Swim with me, you fantasy, you are the hardest thing to follow If losing you means losing me, I guess this night'll last forever Hear my southern belle chime 'No surrender' summer's child