Summertime
Dead leaves and cheap red wine
Remind me of the summertime
Remind me of everything
She says she knows me well
Always one to kiss and tell
Tell me love will ring
And sun is shining
And she’s still crying
We were laying on blanket
Thinking no one else could see
Until the moon was rising
I thought our love was dying
Then whispers from lips
Told me all I need to know
Forever lost in endless bliss
The night of our first kiss
Her love was so wonderful
Heartaches and sad goodbyes
Ripped away the summertime
Ripped away everything
And her heart was beating
And her skin was warm
In the back seat of my chevy
She made me a man
And my mind was fleeting
With my fingers reading
The story of her body
And song of her soul
And when I think about that night
Her beauty still surrounds me
Like a blanket made of wool
And when I wonder where shes gone
Her memory disturbs me
Wakes me up from sleep
Her love still confounds
Made me who I was to be
But the summer never left me
It still burns here today
A fire raging northward
Across a huge expanse of space
Even in the heart of winter
The warmth still remains
Like beacon shining onward
Asking me to stay
Copyright © Bradley Veals | Year Posted 2010
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