| The weeks go quickly by when hearts are gay
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| They seem to fly away, too soon, they’re gone
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| Throughout the lonely nights, how hard you try
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| To lose the memories that linger on
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| The boat rides we would take, the moonlight on the lake
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| The way we danced and hummed our favorite song
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| The things we did last summer I’ll remember all winter long
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| The midway and the fun, the kewpie dolls we won
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| The bell I rang to prove that I was strong
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| The things we did last summer I’ll remember all winter long
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| The early morning hike, the rented tandem bike
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| The lunches that we used to pack
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| We never could explain that sudden summer rain
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| The looks we got when we got back
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| But the leaves began to fade like the promises we made
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| How could a love that seemed so right go wrong?
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| The things we did last summer I’ll remember all winter long |