The sun in my eyes, the wind in my hair, it’s summer. Shimmering trees in a field, but I can hear laughter. Riding my bike glen to glen knowing this war is about to end. What could go possibly wrong today.
The greenest of hills, a mockingbird sings from a far Curving and Changing no parts are the same in this world. I didn’t know you just days ago, now I am lost in a ”cautre deaux” What could go possibly wrong today.
The sun’s coming down the air’s getting thick it’s summer The dew in the grass, the mist in the fields, Like a movie. Riding my bike without do’s or doubts, knowing that I will meet you tonight. Say that you’re mine, darling I am yours.
The greenest of hills, a mockingbird sings from a far Curving and Changing no parts are the same in this world. I didn’t know you just days ago, now I am lost in a ”cautre deaux” What could go possibly wrong today.
Dance like there’s no tomorrow and make sure life gets you where you want. The sun in my eyes, the wind in my hair, it’s summer. Shimmering trees in a field, but I can hear laughter. Riding my bike from glen to glen knowing this war is about to end.