Devon Sproule & Mike O'Neill - The Fan lyrics

I'm so afraid you're gonna hate the summer The heat will be more than a bummer, in the summer When we moved, the air was moving all up and down the city It's gonna be more than a pity when it gets sh**ty I know you love to sleep with the windows open And it's so sad when you have to close them And the night can't nose in And the fan goes 'round and 'round… We'll take a boat out on the Town Lake With your brother when he comes to see us We'll fix the rope swing between us, in the pre-dusk And I'll fly to Carolina when my sister delivers her second I'll try to figure if I'm dead set on kids yet I know the day is long and the night is fleeting And the clean start could still use some cleaning When the dog days come creeping And the fan goes 'round and 'round… When July has set a record And August is clawing its way in When all you want is to stay in And not let the day in There will still be ice in our gla**es Night at the end of the day I hope you feel the same way Then as you do now And the fan goes 'round and 'round…