Jacco Gardner - Summer's Game | Текст песни

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Summer days are at my door
It won't be like before
The wind blows softly through my room

Summer dreams are in the air
Some place but I don't know where
I feel I'll find her pretty soon


Memories keep rushing by
And I always wonder why
I've got to make myself believe

Things will always be the same
All I'll play is a summer's game
Golden sunlight at the sea

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