Summerhouse

Close to paradise
Where we spent those days
Always on my mind
Tiny place to find

Inner child, it hides
From the outside noise
Summer house
Kept us very close

Sun has gently played
On your hands turned old
That your dreamy gaze
Silent radio

Fields of strawberries
Blooming memories
Flowers in your hair
And blue dress you wear

Darling
We'll come home
Right there, where we belong
Maybe summerhouse
God I miss you, miss you

For not so long
For not so long

Body's just hotel
When this journey ends
We're heading somewhere else

In my deepest blue
I'll remember you

Hope to see you there
In a garden
As I finish my part here
And I'll go to
Sleep tight, sleep tight
Like you

We'll come home
Right there, where we belong
Maybe summerhouse
Where I feel you, feel you
Not so long
For not so long
When this journey ends
We begin



Credits
Writer(s): Gabija Gaigalaite
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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