| Well I’m packing things in my bag today
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| Heading south to my country again
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| Summer is coming, it’s time to smile
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| See worry and change it has spun me around
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| My big old heart has been ripped right out
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| Summer is coming, it’s time to smile
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| Woah, its time to smile
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| Step out of the whirlpool of lies and deceit
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| Heading for still waters and pure honesty
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| Summer is coming, it’s time to smile
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| Woah, it’s time to smile
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| Woah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah oooo yeah yeah ooooo
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| Woah, it’s time to smile
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| There’s been more rain this year and the country is going strong
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| And with my feet in the dust I know now I was meant to return
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| Woah, my young hearts are two thousand miles away
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| Must focus my strength
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| Told them this way
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| Summer is coming, it’s time to smile
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| Time to smile, Time to smile, Time to smile, Time to smile
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| See I’m packing things in my bag today
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| And I’m, heading south to my country again
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| Summer is coming, it’s time to smile
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| See now worry and change it has spun me around
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| My big old heart has been ripped right out
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| Summer is coming, it’s time to smile
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| Said Woah, it’s time to smile
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| Woah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah ooooo yeah yeah ooooo woah
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| it’s time to smile |