I ponder, I ponder.
What will I do over this summer?
The future seems to be drawing near,
That is indeed clear.
Days go by, years start to fly.
Months come and fade.
What will the coming years have in store?
Who knows? The seasons will change forevermore.
I ponder, I ponder
What the future brings, oh I wonder.
The thought clouds my mind,
When I'm trying to unwind.
