The summer smiles, the summer knows, and unashamed, she sheds her clothes.
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The summer smoothes the restless sky,
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And lovingly she warms the sand on which you lie.
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The summer knows, the summer's wise, she sees the doubts within your eyes,
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And so she takes her summertime, tells the moon to wait and the sun to linger,
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Twist the world around her summer finger.
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Lets you see the wonder of it all,
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And if you learned your lesson well,
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There's little more for her to tell,
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One last caress, it's time to dress for fall.
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The Summer Knows
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| Jackie Evancho |
