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Summer Love

 

Summer Love

(альбом: Summer Love - 2017)


There's an A-frame house on the corner where my road ends
In the summertime when I was young I was there every damn weekend
Flirting with the girls that lived down the street
Leaning in close, I can feel her heartbeat
Her heartbeat

Summer love in the bed of a truck
With the cab lights glowing like a spotlight
On both of us in a field full of grass
Lightning bugs lighting up the night light
A chandelier in her eyes
Really don't like how the time flies by us
I'm missing the taste of
Summer love
Summer love

There's an Indian head painted blue and red on our football field
In my hometown when I drive by, can't explain the way I feel
It takes me back to a simpler time when we lived off dreams
And the gas to drive round here
Round here

Summer love in the bed of a truck
With the cab lights glowing like a spotlight
On both of us in a field full of grass
Lightning bugs lighting up the night light
A chandelier in her eyes
Really don't like how the time flies by us
I'm missing the taste of

Summer love in the back of a four-wheel drive
Staring at the stars with her hands in mine

Summer love in the bed of a truck
Cab lights glowing like a spotlight
On both of us in a field full of grass
Lightning bugs lighting up the night light like
A chandelier in her eyes
Really don't like how the time flies

Summer love in the bed of a truck
With the cab lights glowing like a spotlight
On both of us in a field full of grass
Lightning bugs lighting up the night light
A chandelier in her eyes
Really don't like how the time flies by us
I'm missing the taste of
Summer love
Summer love

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