Summer Son Easy

by Texas

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I'm tired of telling the story
Tired of telling it way
Yeah I I saw I know
That I found the floor
you my heart
Reconsider
Before you take my heart
Reconsider
I've the door
I've opened the door
comes the summer's son

He my skin
I again
I'm over you

I thought I had a dream to hold
Maybe that has gone
Your reach out and touch me still
But this feels so wrong
Before you take my heart
Reconsider
Before you my heart
Reconsider
I've the door
I've opened the door
Here comes the summer's son
He burns my skin
I ache again
I'm over you

Here comes the winter's rain
To cleanse my skin
I again
I'm over you

Before you take my heart
Reconsider
you take my heart
Reconsider
I've opened the door
I've opened the door
Here the summer's son

He burns my skin
I again
I'm over you

Here comes the winter's rain
To cleanse my skin
I wake again
I'm over you
...
Here the summer's son
...
He burns my skin
I ache again
I'm over you
...
Here comes the winter's rain
...
To cleanse my skin...
(I wake again)
(I'm over you)
...

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