It began as a summer just like the rest
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Hopeful and filled with emotion
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Lovers enjoying their sweet conquests
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Pledging undying devotion
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He felt the warm winds encircle his heart;
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Softly, gently caressing all of his being
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Every part, his love for her was unending
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She was all that he dreamed of all of his life
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For her there was no other
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Happy were they as man and wife
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Happy were they that summer
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But all that it seemed was not meant to be,
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The world was lost in indifference
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And what began as a small incident ended up as hell
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Then without warning all that they knew
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Everything they'd been together was taken away,
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Swift and cruel on that terrible night in summer
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Out of the ruins he called her name
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Echoing over and over
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Silently waiting, but no one came
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Out of the ruins that summer
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But all that it seemed was not meant to be
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The world was lost in indifference
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And what began as a small incident ended up as hell
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Out of the ruins he walked alone
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Empty and broken forever
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With nothing left but the sweet memory
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Of how it began that summer
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Out of the Ruins
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| Pat Benatar |
