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Sep 2012
Summer time is over
And you're not to stay
Maybe that is where you belong
Now the rain has come again to wash away
All these things that I've done wrong

All the words I wished I'd ever say
I guess weren't meant to be heard at all
So I'd leave it all to gravity
And come what may
But you aren't there to break my fall

And here I lie staring at the sun
Blinded by the things that could be
But never will be

Autumn came so quickly without a delay
So much for my ever after
But your memories still haunt me
Every single day
You'll forever be my ghost of summer

Maybe we're too late
Maybe this is our fate
Maybe I'm just wasting my time thinking maybe
Maybe it's just me
Maybe we just can't be
Maybe I'm just wasting my time thinking maybe
When it could never be

And here we stand under the dark gray sky
A thousand one miles apart from feeling
And all this time, I'm gazing at the stars
Wondering if you're doing the same thing
Wishful thinking

The path you take
You never thought you would stray
But butterflies are leading you off
So never change your mind to what some people say
'Cause all this time you knew all along
That maybe that is where you belong
And maybe this is where I belong
This is where we'll be lost
This here is a song, like most of my compositions are. This was written over a year ago for that butterfly who flew away.
Lamar A Moorclark
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