Summer nights when the warm wind blows
It is the sweetest time I know
Laughter calls and worries leave
On summer nights when the warm wind blows
The sunbeams soak our skin all day
When basking in the warmth we lay
Music plays and worries leave
As the sunbeams soak our skin all day
Sweet summer calls and makes me want
To see her lovely face again
But she isn't here quite yet and I
Have days to go before I can
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