I thought that summer would last forever, or so it would seem, as we tip toed across stepping stone's, down at the stream.
You had a flower in your hair, the prettiest i had seen,
We were just youngsters, with a handful of dreams,
I often wonder where you went,
and where you have been,
I thought it would last forever,
If you know what I mean,
Now it's just a distant,
summer dream.
Aug 31, 2018
Aug 31, 2018 at 8:44 AM UTC
I thought that summer would last forever, or so it would seem, as we tip toed across stepping stone's, down at the stream.
You had a flower in your hair, the prettiest i had seen,
We were just youngsters, with a handful of dreams,
I often wonder where you went,
and where you have been,
I thought it would last forever,
If you know what I mean,
Now it's just a distant,
summer dream.
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