July, July, where have you gone
Down in the crept of the cold dawn
Do you crave the sweetness of summer?
Why not stay another night
July, oh July, you’ve slipped away
From these hands of mine
My fingers shiver from your cold embrace
Why not come on over, warm my face
July, I’ve told you twice, and I’ll tell you thrice
Come on over, stay another night
My bed is wide and warm like your summer
While the lamp shimmers, laying dimmer
When will you listen July?
I crave your days and your skies
I will never see that dandelion again
I’m not ready to let go of springs descent
Goodbye July, but before you go
I just want to let you know
I love you so, like a bid on winters frost
I wouldn’t offer a cent
If I had your hand again
M.R.
Feb 1
Feb 1, 2026 at 7:00 PM UTC
July, July, where have you gone
Down in the crept of the cold dawn
Do you crave the sweetness of summer?
Why not stay another night
July, oh July, you’ve slipped away
From these hands of mine
My fingers shiver from your cold embrace
Why not come on over, warm my face
July, I’ve told you twice, and I’ll tell you thrice
Come on over, stay another night
My bed is wide and warm like your summer
While the lamp shimmers, laying dimmer
When will you listen July?
I crave your days and your skies
I will never see that dandelion again
I’m not ready to let go of springs descent
Goodbye July, but before you go
I just want to let you know
I love you so, like a bid on winters frost
I wouldn’t offer a cent
If I had your hand again
M.R.
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