Late Summer Throws

I heard you moved out closer to the sea
Where air keeps on giving and it's easy to breathe
You found someone older and wiser than me
And you got a family growing

But I hear you calling me gently
Whispering out in the night
If I had the dream that I had when I was young
I'd follow that voice till the morning

Up through the valley, still, the echos
Of the way that cradled the world so close
And our songs together
In the late summer throws
When we had a good thing going

But I hear you calling me gently
Whispering out in the night
If I had the dream that I had when I was young
I'd follow that voice till the morning



Credits
Writer(s): Logan Bowden
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