if i could bottle up the sea breeze i would take it over to your house and pour it loose through your garden so the hinges on your windows would rust and colour like the boats pulled up on the sand for the summer and your sweet clean clothes would go stiff on the line and there d be sand in your pockets and nothing on your mind but every year it gets a little bit harder to get back to the feeling of when we were fifteen and we could jump in the river upstream and let the current carry us to the beginning where the river met the sea again and all our days were a sun drenched haze while the salt spray crusted on the window panes we should be living like we lived that summer i wanna live like we live in the summer we should be living like we lived that summer i wanna live like we live in the summer we should be living like we lived that summer i wanna live like we live in the summer and i ll remember that summer as the right one the storms made the pavement steam like a kettle and our first goodbye always seemed like hours in the car park in between my house and yours and if the summer holds a song we might sing forever then the winter holds a bite we d never felt before we should be living like we lived that summer i wanna live like we live in the summer we should be living like we lived that summer i wanna live like we live in the summer we should be living like we lived that summer i wanna live like we live in the summer but time is like the ocean you can only hold a little in your hands so we swim before we re broken before our bones become black coral on the sand we should be living like we lived that summer i wanna live like we live in the summer we should be living like we lived that summer i wanna live like we live in the summer we should be living like we lived that summer i wanna live like we live in the summer so if i could bottle up the sea breeze i would take it over to your house and pour it loose through your garden