| Lyin' in the overgrown-up grass in the front yard
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| Water falling from the sky so warm it feels hard
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| Trying to figure out just who you really are to me
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| And the summer scarves are all around me
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| And the sunburn grows around my neck
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| And the sum of her still remains a memory
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| Till the summer turns the day to black
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| Needle dropping on a record that you bought for me
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| And you traced my name inside the logo on the sleeve
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| You circled all the lines in the lyrics that you mean for me
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| And the summer scarves are all around me
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| And the sunburn grows around my neck
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| And the sum of her still remains a memory
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| Till the summer turns the day to black
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| Some wait their whole life
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| Just to feel something right
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| And it grips you like a wave you wish never goes away
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| Then it does
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| And the summer scarves are all around me
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| And the sunburn grows around my neck
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| And the sum of her still remains a memory
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| Till the summer turns the day to black |