Scorching summer day in July
Child at laundry time with her mother
Blue jeans dancing in a blue sky
Spider spins a web, the child asks why
Always eager to play and discover
On a scorching summer day in July
Fatigued mother swats at a fly
As it buzzes close enough to bother
Blue jeans dancing in a blue sky
The fly is wounded, but it does not die
As the child watches it to fall to join her
On a scorching summer day in July
Grown child never thought to say Goodbye
Hurrying to the future by jetliner
Blue jeans still dancing in a blue sky
With children of her own, she gives a sigh
Missing childhood days and wanting another
On a scorching summer day in July
Blue jeans still dancing in a blue sky
Repetition
When frequent, becomes lyric for composition and orchestration. This is so folksy - and guitar worthy - Just Bein' Stella