| At last, the weather shines
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| I smell the summer in the drains
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| Oh, at last the weather shines
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| I smell the summer
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| Through the streets and lanes
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| At last, I smile together
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| With the mirror and the moon
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| But it seems she’s only inspired
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| When she’s being ignored, when she’s being ignored
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| Well, I found some joy that I wanted to share with her
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| But it seems that my sadness connected more
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| I wanted to share this light, for I know now
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| The darkness is soon to come
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| My smile wants to fly
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| My smile wanted to float
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| With the mirror and the moon
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| With the woman who came too soon, too soon…
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| At last, the weather shines
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| I smell the summer from the drains
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| And now maybe I can try
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| To heal those eyes and turn the page
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| Then we could smile together
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| With the mirror and the moon
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| We could smile together
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| With the mirror and the moon |