There Is July
As I see leaves of tree are green
As you feel summer blooms. July.
I still fight, but I cannot win
I still try, but I cannot fly.
You are known that I need for thee
I’m despising my lonely life
I will come I will bow my knee
I will ask you to be my wife.
You can’t say to my own “get in”
I am known you don’t want to lie
Just like yesterday, leaves are green,
Just like yesterday, there’s July.
Copyright © Serge Lyrewing | Year Posted 2016
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