Early morning mid-July
Anticipations making me high
The smell of Sunday in our hair
We ran on the beach with Kennedy flair
Sweet sweet burn of sun & summer wind&
you my friend, my new fun thing,
Anticipations making me high
The smell of Sunday in our hair
We ran on the beach with Kennedy flair
Sweet sweet burn of sun & summer wind&
you my friend, my new fun thing,
my summer fling
Laugh oh how we would laugh at anything
& so pretend a never ending summer fling
This uncommon kinda breeze
Did with our hearts whatever it pleased
Forsake the logic of perfect plans
A perfect moment slipped thru our hands
Sweet sweet burn of sun & summer wind
& you my friend, my new fun thing,
Laugh oh how we would laugh at anything
& so pretend a never ending summer fling
This uncommon kinda breeze
Did with our hearts whatever it pleased
Forsake the logic of perfect plans
A perfect moment slipped thru our hands
Sweet sweet burn of sun & summer wind
& you my friend, my new fun thing,
my summer fling
Laugh oh how we would laugh at anything
& so pretend a never ending summer fling
Strange the wind can change so quickly without a word of warning
Rearrange our lives until they are torn in two
Sweet sweet burn of sun & summer wind
Laugh oh how we would laugh at anything
& so pretend a never ending summer fling
Strange the wind can change so quickly without a word of warning
Rearrange our lives until they are torn in two
Sweet sweet burn of sun & summer wind
& you my friend, my new fun thing,
my summer fling
Laugh oh how we would laugh at anything
Laugh oh how we would laugh at anything
& so pretend a never ending summer fling
k d lang
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