Summer Days
Summer days.
When mom and dad would stay together..
And you'd run and play...
'Till the rain comes down and friendship severs.
Then nostalgia kicks in.
Your out on a limb.
You thought this would last forever.
These summer days.....yeah.
I remember the time
as a picture perfect family.
Now it's covered in grime
buried underneath the Christmas tree.
Oh I miss you. I miss you.
I only want to kiss you.
Now I bless you. I bless you.
I'm only thinking of you about these summer days.....yeah.
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