There's a summer moon shining through my room
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Just like it did that night
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You laid me down we tossed and turned
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We bathed in that blue light
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I was gone as it gets with the touch of your lips
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We were burning like fire flies
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Just when I thought l was over you girl it's July
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If only I could make it through this time of year
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With every day like a souvenir
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From the places we went
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And the love we were in
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Over and over and over again
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Your in my blood your in my thoughts
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Every corner I turn every street I walk
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Every time I drive by the coast your ghost appears
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This time of year
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I still dream about those cut off jeans
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And your pretty pink sunburnt cheeks
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That big winter snow we spent by the fire
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Yeah we just made love all week
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I wished you'd call when the leaves start to fall
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And the showers come down in May
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Every time the seasons change I say
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This Time Of Year
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| Adam Brand |
