Ilse DeLange - Sleeping Bag

I knew that it was summer when we packed our car,
didn’t really matter if we went so far,
on our August adventure,
we built ourselves a tent.

Sitting by the fire in my sleeping bag,
scary stories giving me a heart attack,
summer time was endless,
until it came and went.

I wish that every day was now or never,
wish that every night would last forever,
wish that I could stay a little bit longer,
watching the summer slipping away.

I knew that it was summer when I said goodbye,
finally allowed to spread my wings and fly,
start my own adventure,
until my cash was spent. One would get the ocean and she stole my heart,
we shared a sleeping bag ’til it fell apart,
summer love was endless,
until it came and went.

I wish that every day was now or never,
wish that every night would last forever,
wish that I could stay a little bit longer,
watching the summer slipping away,
watching the summer slipping away.

I know that it is summer when we packed the car,
it doesn’t really matter if we drive so far,
on our family adventure, we built ourselves a tent.

The kids are by the fire in their sleeping bag,
why is everybody growing up so fast?
Traveller dreams are endless,
until they have to end.

I wish that every day was now or never,
wish that every night would last forever,
wish that I could stay a little bit longer,
watching the summer slipping away,
watching the summer slipping away,
watching the summer slipping away,
watching the summer slipping away.