The Honey in my Tea.
Maybe we should spend the summer.
Under the Sun.
You are the land.
Crashes on your Sand.
Maybe we should spend the summer.
Under the Sun.
You are the Wind in my Sail.
We drink my Love Potion.
We are steep in the Gail.
Maybe we should spend the summer.
Under the Sun.
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