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Sunday

Summer Chill

A summer chill came rolling in
And I don't know what to lose
Which way to hide Oh which way to sin
Oh which way to you

Your summer dress was not enough
You'll freeze without my love
Your long brown hair turn wet black
on the train tracks through my heart 


We were all too late to have found you
We would never be too late to forget you, But
I have left without you
I have left without you

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