Saturday, June 19, 2004

"in the summertime"

there we were, feeling fine
sharing cigarettes in the summertime
my hand in yours and yours in mine
nothing could be better

but then spring came and you went away
i looked on and then i stayed
my skies of blue turned to skies of gray
nothing lasts forever

when're you coming back to claim me?
i'm stuck in this hole
won't you come on down to save me?
before i lose control?

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