| Hearing the frogs chirp
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| outside my window pane
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| is a happy reminder that summers on its way
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| if I hold on tight I’ll make it through the night again, again
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| All of the stars above
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| dissolving into my eyes
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| they’ll be bouncing off the back of my brain
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| but summers still far away
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| still one more day, in the fell moon sway tonight
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| so long, so long,
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| have I waited for it to be here
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| so long, so long,
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| and I don’t think it’s coming this year
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| there’s always been a mangled song
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| stuck between both of my ears
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| oh, and it’s so damn sad
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| it could bring a grown man to tears
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| hearing the frogs chirp
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| outside my window pane
|
| is a happy reminder that summers on its way
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| if I hold on tight I’ll make it through the night again
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| if I hold on tight I’ll make it through the night again |