How cruel am I to pass you by now
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And it's a cold December
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In the heat of next July now
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Will you or won't you remember
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Our summer
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Will come again
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Our Summer
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Melts the ice again
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Gypsy whispers with her wild eyes
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So heavy-handed with the heather
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She says a change of heart lies
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With the change in the weather
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Our summer
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Will come again
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Our Summer
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Melts the ice again
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{The darkest night has a morning
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The coldest winters melt to spring
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A skyful of honeybees swarming
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Could you swear you never felt a thing
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}
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Our Summer
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| All About Eve |
