Lyrics

[Verse]
Gerd was born in eighty, June's the month he'd cheer,
Loved "Back to the Future," with Marty and the gear.
Gin and tonic's in his hand, summertime is near,
Looks beyond the stars with eyes that see so clear.

[Verse 2]
Future ain't written yet, that's what he believes,
Dreams of meeting his old man, heart upon his sleeve.
Crossing open skies, and oceans he'd retrieve,
Moments lost and found, in memories he weaves.

[Chorus]
The future ain't written, it's awaiting us to write,
Beneath the glowing stars, in the quiet of the night.
With a gin and tonic toast, under summer's golden light,
Gerd keeps on dreaming, holding his dreams tight.

[Verse 3]
In the small-town summer heat, he'd wander down the road,
Soulful tunes a-playing, lightening his heavy load.
With each sunset fading, the stories he'd bestowed,
Hold on tight to moments lest they too erode.

[Bridge]
Someday he'll meet his father, on a day so bright and blue,
In the space between the stars, where dreams are true.
He'll share a sip of tonic, and tales of what he knew,
In that timeless realm where the heart finds something new.

[Chorus]
The future ain't written, it's awaiting us to write,
Beneath the glowing stars, in the quiet of the night.
With a gin and tonic toast, under summer's golden light,
Gerd keeps on dreaming, holding his dreams tight.