Summer Time
Summer Time
and in the spring
the children sprout
growing up until they old
reminiscing on the past
(Summer Time)...
So innocent and young
growing old and wise
telling true stories
to the children eyes
some young become old fools
just make sure its not you
Summer Time
and in the spring
the children sprout
growing up until they old
reminiscing on the past
(Summer Time)...
Copyright © Tila May | Year Posted 2013
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