Summer Breeze - George Benson, Al Jarreau

See the curtains hanging in the window

In the evening on a friday night

A little light a-shining through the window

Lets me know everything’s all right

Summer breeze makes me feel fine

Blowing through the jasmine in my mind

See the paper laying on the sidewalk

A little music from the house next door

So I walk on up to the doorstep

Through the screen and across the floor

Sweet days of summer, the jasmine’s in bloom

July is dressed up, is playing her tune

When I come home from a hard day’s work

And you’re waiting there, not a care in the world

See the smile a-waiting in the kitchen

Food cooking and the plates for two

Feel the arms that reach out to hold you

In the evening when the day is through