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Tonight I'm yours and you are mine now
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But is it love or just summertime now?
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Oh, the time is right, come hold me tight
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Let's grab on to the love that we can borrow
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And let's not hang each other up
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With words that we'll forget about tomorrow
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'Cause the things we write in the summer sand
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The I love you's and the future plans
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Disappear, slip right through your hand
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Like this warm soft bed of summer sand
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You've got someone, and so do I now
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Our hearts are locked in, so why should we lie now?
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Babe, with beat and harmony
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Let's sing our summer song and sing it sweetly
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For we can't stop the autumn wind
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That blows away the summer sand completely
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Yes the things we write in the summer sand
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The I love you's and the future plans
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Disappear, slip right through your hand
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Like this warm soft bed of summer sand
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Oh, the time is right, come hold me tight
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Let's grab on to the love that we can borrow
|
And let's not hang each other up
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With words that we'll forget about tomorrow
|
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'Cause the things we write in the summer sand
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The I love you's and the future plans
|
Disappear, slip right through your hand
|
Like this warm soft bed of summer sand
|
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Things we write in the summer sand
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The I love you's and the future plans
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Disappear, slip right through your hand
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Like this warm soft bed of summer sand
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Summer Sand
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| Dawn |
