Let Down Your Hair

By Dean Friedman

Even our old friends who should've known better
They said, "She's heading for ruin. Turn away and forget her?"
But they don't know you like I do. They don't love you

You can let down your hair
You can let down your hair
You can let down your hair
The summer's over

You ask why I need you. I have my reasons
The stars have the sun, but they never have seasons
Here, I brought some things to read. Here's my good deed

You can let down your hair
You can let down your hair
You can let down your hair
The summer's over

Helper of angels, wretched and vile
His only defense a perpetual smile
Something must have gone awry. Please don't ask why

You can let down your hair
You can let down your hair
You can let down your hair
The summer's over