Feels Like Summer
I am far from perfect, where are you
Living in a moment that came crashing true
all i adored and all i hated
i could have lost, if id only waited
I want this love, i want this life
to bathe in skies of blue and gold
In fields of summer
the lines of love, the lines of life
are fading into gray each day
it feels like summer
Babe it wasnt luck, no it was fate
if i dont show up i cant be late
If love is blind or short sighted
Cruel to be kind, why even fight it
I want this love, i want this life
to bathe in skies of blue and gold
In fields of summer
the lines of love, the lines of life
are fading into gray each day
it feels like summer
Say it like you mean it
what you reep you sow
its where your headed
so come on get it
And never let it go
I want this love, i want this life
to bathe in skies of blue and gold
It feels of summer...
Say it like you mean it
what you reep you sow
its where your headed
so come on get it
And never let it go x2
I want this love, i want this life
to bathe in skies of blue and gold
In fields of summer
the lines of love, the lines of life
are fading into gray each day
it feels like summer
Living in a moment that came crashing true
all i adored and all i hated
i could have lost, if id only waited
I want this love, i want this life
to bathe in skies of blue and gold
In fields of summer
the lines of love, the lines of life
are fading into gray each day
it feels like summer
Babe it wasnt luck, no it was fate
if i dont show up i cant be late
If love is blind or short sighted
Cruel to be kind, why even fight it
I want this love, i want this life
to bathe in skies of blue and gold
In fields of summer
the lines of love, the lines of life
are fading into gray each day
it feels like summer
Say it like you mean it
what you reep you sow
its where your headed
so come on get it
And never let it go
I want this love, i want this life
to bathe in skies of blue and gold
It feels of summer...
Say it like you mean it
what you reep you sow
its where your headed
so come on get it
And never let it go x2
I want this love, i want this life
to bathe in skies of blue and gold
In fields of summer
the lines of love, the lines of life
are fading into gray each day
it feels like summer
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Writer(s): Greg French
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