.
Her mind is such a mystery,
her thoughts, they slip away so free.
What did. she. think. of me?
Summer blues, summer blues-
you just do what-ever you choose;
Whenever you leave me -
You say you win, and I lose.
My skin still craves your tender touch.
Your lovelight just hides from me so much.
Will there be another us?
Summer blues, summer blues-
you just do what-ever you choose;
Every time you leave me -
You say you win, and I lose.
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Feb 3, 2010
Feb 3, 2010 at 3:17 PM UTC
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Her mind is such a mystery,
her thoughts, they slip away so free.
What did. she. think. of me?
Summer blues, summer blues-
you just do what-ever you choose;
Whenever you leave me -
You say you win, and I lose.
My skin still craves your tender touch.
Your lovelight just hides from me so much.
Will there be another us?
Summer blues, summer blues-
you just do what-ever you choose;
Every time you leave me -
You say you win, and I lose.
.
I wrote this for a contest. They wanted me to rewrite a Led Zeppelin song, so I did. The song I rewrote was "Tangerine."
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