Don’t go thinking you’re cool, don’t you, don’t you.nDon’t go thinking we’re, don’t you, don’t you.nYou need a flame before you fizzle out.nSo it don’t matter much anyhow, anymore.nn‘Cause sugar,nOne kiss don’t make a summer,nOne kiss don’t make a summer,nnBut if that’s true,nThen tell me what I’m s’posed to do,nWhen the leaves start falling,nAnd I lose the pride that stops the aching inside showing through.nBut I know if I can just last the winter,nSpring will bring hope renewed.nnDon’t go thinking you’re funny, don’t you, don’t you.nMy friends were right on the money ‘bout trusting you.nI’m not bothered though, not today.nJust a p.s. on a postcard home, anyway.nn‘Cause sugar,nOne kiss don’t make a summer,nOne kiss don’t make a summer,nnBut if that’s true,nThen tell me what I’m s’posed to do,nWhen the leaves start falling,nAnd I lose the pride that stops the aching inside showing through.nBut I know if I can just last the winter,nSpring will bring hope but…nnRound here, the only thing that ain’t blue is the sky.nRound here, there are places where the sunlight never shines.nAnd I’m tired of keeping composure, ‘cause I’m not supposed to feel sad,nWhen everybody’s telling me that:nnOne kiss don’t make a summer,nOne kiss don’t make a summer,nOne kiss don’t make a summer,nOne kiss don’t make a summer,nnBut if that’s true,nThen tell me what I’m s’posed to do,nWhen the leaves start falling,nAnd I lose the pride that stops the aching inside showing through.nnDarling, if that’s true,nThen tell me what I’m s’posed to do,nWhen the leaves start falling,nAnd I lose the pride that stops the aching inside showing through.nnTell me what I’m s’posed to do,nWhat am I supposed to do?nWhat am I supposed to do?nWhat am I supposed to do?