| I write a song to the rhythm of the train
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| Verse is cheesy and the chorus is your name
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| I sing it to you and you’re in my arms again
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| I know there’ll be summer in your eyes
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| Sunshine when I hold you in my arms
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| I long for the summer in you eyes
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| I know there’ll be summer in your eyes
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| Sunshine when I hold you in my arms
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| I long for the summer in you eyes
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| I find myself in a diner calling home
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| Tryna taste your lips through the telephone
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| I’m on my way chasing diamonds through the snow
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| I know there’ll be summer in your eyes
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| Sunshine when I hold you in my arms
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| I long for the summer in you eyes
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| I know there’ll be summer in your eyes
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| Sunshine when I hold you in my arms
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| I long for the summer in you eyes
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| Travel far, travel wide
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| Away from home
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| Most every night
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| Sometimes I throw my verse and
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| There’s enough to do
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| But most of all I’m loving you
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| I am yours and you are mine
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| I know there’ll be summer in your eyes
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| Sunshine when I hold you in my arms |