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Waking up for the sunrise, Pack the boards and tight the ropes. Frozen ice on the windshield Scrape it off, let's hit the road. The summer heat is coming on The farther south I go I feel it swelling up inside of me Till I forget about the cold cold cold Summertime San Onofre What a way to feel alright Even after the sun fades We sneak out on hot summer nights And I'm a thousand miles from anywhere I'm only thirteen miles from home It's the nearest far away place and we're the only ones that know know know Dreams built on the shifting ocean Not like castles in the sand I changed with slow erosion But I never changed my plans No I'll never change my plans Summertime San Onofre Paddle out on my knees Trail five San Onofre What a way to build a dream |