summer
Summer got away from me
I can't tell if I did anything
But autumn fell too soon, you see
When you called out, and I misinterpreted
What are we doing here again, my love?
What are we doing here again, my love?
Lock your palm right into mine
Let me make up for all our lost time
What are we doing here again, my love?
What are we doing here again, my love?
What are we doing here again, my love?
What are we doing here again, my love?
I can't tell if I did anything
But autumn fell too soon, you see
When you called out, and I misinterpreted
What are we doing here again, my love?
What are we doing here again, my love?
Lock your palm right into mine
Let me make up for all our lost time
What are we doing here again, my love?
What are we doing here again, my love?
What are we doing here again, my love?
What are we doing here again, my love?
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Writer(s): Timothy Williams
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