A warm afternoon in the middle of June,
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And you didn't know that I'd fallen for you.
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The long nights we stayed up, excuses we made up,
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And I didn't know that you felt this way too.
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There's nothing as sweet as your voice is to me.
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It's better than summer and spring.
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The words that you speak bring such
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Comfort to me when we're miles apart and I'm lonely.
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And as I recall, it was
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Presidents' Hall where I found you, a year had gone past.
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The long days without you spent thinking about you,
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And all of the memories they came flooding back.
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There's nothing as sweet as your voice is to me.
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It's better than summer and spring.
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The words that you speak bring such comfort to me
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When we're miles apart and I'm lonely.
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And darling I won't ever let you go,
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So I just thought that I'd let you know.
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There's nothing as sweet as your voice is to me.
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It's better than summer and spring.
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The words that you speak bring
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Such comfort to me when we're miles apart and I'm lonely
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Middle Of June
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| Chase Coy |
