| Do you remember summer days
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| Just after summer rain?
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| When all the air was damp and warm
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| In the green of country lanes?
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| And the breeze would touch your hair
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| Kiss your face and make you care
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| About your world
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| Your summer world
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| And we would count the evening stars
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| As the day grew dark in Beechwood Park
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| Do you remember golden days
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| And golden summer sun?
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| The sound of laughter in our ears
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| In the breeze as we would run?
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| And the breeze would touch your hair
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| Kiss your face and make you care
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| About your world
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| Your summer world
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| And we would count the evening stars
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| As the day grew dark in Beechwood Park
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| All roads in my mind take me back in my mind
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| And I can’t forget you, won’t forget you
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| Won’t forget those days and Beechwood Park
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| And the breeze would touch your hair
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| Kiss your face and make you care
|
| About your world
|
| Your summer world
|
| And we would count the evening stars
|
| As the day grew dark in Beechwood Park
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| All roads in my mind take me back in my mind
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| And I can’t forget you, won’t forget you
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| Won’t forget those days and Beechwood Park |