See the curtains hangin' in the window, in the evenin' on 
a Friday night. 
A little light a-shinin' through the window, lets me know 
everything is alright. 
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine, blowing through the 
jasmine in my mind. 
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine, blowing through the 
jasmine of my mind. 

See the paper layin' on the sidewalk, a little music from 
the house next door. 
So I walked on up to the doorstep, through the screen and 
across the floor. 
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine, blowing through the 
jasmine in my mind. 
jasmine of my mind. 

Sweet days of summer, the jasmine's in bloom. July is 
dressed up and playing her tune. 
And I come home from a hard day's work, and you're 
waiting there, not a care in the world. 
See the smile a-waitin' in the kitchen, food cookin' and 
the plates for two. 
Feel the arms that reach out to hold me, in the evening 
when the day is through. 
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine, blowing through the 
jasmine in my mind. 
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine, blowing through the 
jasmine of my mind.