Summer

Last summer with my lover
Driving through the Midwest, doing what we love best
Making music
Jamming with some good friends, a never-ending weekend
How life should be, we were living the dream
Last summer, that summer

Last summer was perfect
Even when it went wrong, jazz improv on a country song
Sweet freedom
Windows down and hopes up, adrift upon a sea of love
How life should be, living the dream
Last summer, last summer

Last summer up Northern
Swimming in the Great Lakes, dancing in the purple rain
Picture postcard
Just too good to be true, the one time I had all of you
How life should be, living the dream
Last summer, that summer



Credits
Writer(s): Janice Francis-smith
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