| Summertime don’t rate with me the way it used to do
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| I keep waitin' for a cloud to hide the sun
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| Who’ll give me the strength to see another season through
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| If you hate me after everythin' I’ve done?
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| Lost my taste for all the things that used to turn me on
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| Beats me how I make it through the day
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| What happened to the friends I thought that I could lean upon?
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| If they don’t call who needs them anyway?
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| We were so together, who’d thought that it could end?
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| Just bein' with you made my world go round
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| But if it’s really over, and my life has lost its way
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| It’s down to pickin' up the pieces of my heart
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| And hide them where they can’t be found
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| You can’t recapture somethin' that was really never there
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| But still the thought of you keeps runnin' though my mind
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| Though I’m travellin' I ain’t going anywhere
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| Don’t tell me that the world will keep
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| On turnin' when it’s leavin' me behind
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| Changes that I see around me only get me down
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| I’ve got nothing to contribute anyhow
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| Another summer over, another wrinkle on my brow
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| Looks like all the dreams I’ve planted yield a bitter harvest now
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| Looks like all the dreams I’ve planted yield a bitter harvest now, now
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| Hmm-mm, hmm-mm-mm-mm-mm |