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It's the sweet sundown of a a summer's night Children finish their games in the last of the light I'm alone, I'm lonely nothing feels right The air is full of birds on the wing Or nesting in the treetops you can hear them sing But I'm oblivious to it, I don't hear a thing The sky is growing darker, the night starts to unwind The stars are beautiful, see how they shimmer and shine But I don't see them, I might as well be blind Courting couples wander, walking hand in hand Strolling through the park, kiss under the empty bandstand I'm lonely and I feel like a poor excuse for a man I need that special someone, who can make my sun shine I need to find a woman who'll be happy to be mine Until then there's only ugly winter thoughts in my mind
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Aug 2, 2017
Aug 2, 2017 at 9:23 AM UTC
Summer Sundown
It's the sweet sundown of a a summer's night Children finish their games in the last of the light I'm alone, I'm lonely nothing feels right The air is full of birds on the wing Or nesting in the treetops you can hear them sing But I'm oblivious to it, I don't hear a thing The sky is growing darker, the night starts to unwind The stars are beautiful, see how they shimmer and shine But I don't see them, I might as well be blind Courting couples wander, walking hand in hand Strolling through the park, kiss under the empty bandstand I'm lonely and I feel like a poor excuse for a man I need that special someone, who can make my sun shine I need to find a woman who'll be happy to be mine Until then there's only ugly winter thoughts in my mind
ian-lewis-copestick
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45/M/Stoke On Trent
Aug 2, 2017
Aug 2, 2017 at 9:23 AM UTC
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