Early morning Mid-July Anticipation's Making me high
The smell of Sunday In our hair You ran on the beach With Kennedy flair
Sweet, sweet burn Of sun and summer wind And you my friend My new fun thing My summerfling
Laugh... Oh how we would laugh At anything And so pretend Of never ending Summerfling
The uncommon Kind of breeze Did with our hearts Whatever it pleased
Forsake the logic Of perfect plans A perfect moment Slipped through our hands
Sweet, sweet burn Of sun and summer wind And you my friend My new fun thing My summerfling
Laugh... Oh how we would laugh At anything And so pretend Of never ending Summerfling
Strange... The wind can change so quickly Without a word of warning Rearrange our lives Until they're torn in two
Sweet, sweet burn Of sun and summer wind And you my friend My new fun thing My summerfling
Laugh... Oh how we would laugh At anything And so pretend Of never ending Summerfling
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