| Song Length | 
												6:22 | 
																								Genre | 
												Pop - Classic | 
																									
																						
									
								 
								
								
																Lyrics
								
									The school bell rings, the children scream, it's finally arrived 
The outstretched arms of summer reach to pull the kids outside 
She lies down on a grassy slope and stares up at the clouds 
Singing to herself, kicks away her shoes 
Holds her feet aloft and studies hard the view 
And she sings 
I don't know what to do 
This summer afternoon 
So many possibilities 
The world is waiting just for me 
Deciding what will be 
Have I ever felt so free 
I can do anything, I can do anything, I can do anything at all 
Now several years have passed, she spends her evenings at the shore 
While everyone is sleeping, she is sneaking out the door 
She finds him at the arcade, they kiss in the photo booth 
As the sun comes up, she sneaks back to her room 
Lies there wide awake, thinking of his touch 
And she sings 
I don't know what to do 
This summer afternoon 
So many possibilities 
The world is waiting just for me 
Deciding what will be 
Have I ever felt so free 
I can do anything, I can do anything, I can do anything at all 
Soon one by one life's day to day realities intrude 
To push aside her hopes and blind an optimistic view 
She breaks down from a truth much too painful to conceal 
Life's a cruel game, shining golden ring, dangles out of reach and bleeds you of your youth 
And she cries 
I don't know what to do 
This summer afternoon 
It's a lesson in futility 
The world has run away from me 
Tells me what will be 
Have I ever felt free 
I can't do anything, I can't do anything, I can't do anything at all
Many years go by 
Good, bad and better times 
Fills her pockets with memories 
Now she lives all alone 
Sits by the telephone 
Wishing someone would call her 
Maybe write her a letter 
So she talks to herself to keep silence at bay 
Did you know that they want to put me away...away...away...away 
No visitors, no flowers, only disinfectant blooms 
Ancient bodies fill the wheelchairs that are scattered 'cross the room 
The TV in the corner babbles on for company
Singing to herself, drops a photograph, now she's taking off her clothes as she begins to laugh 
And she sings 
I don't know what to do 
This summer afternoon 
So many possibilities 
The world is waiting just for me
Deciding what will be 
Have I ever felt so free 
I can do anything 
I can do anything 
I can do anything 
I can do anything 
At all