Granville Island
Meet me by the harbour by the shoreline
Meet me with a sweater and chamomile
Your hands are all creviced, your hair winter
But these eyes they hold stories of years younger
When our love was like summer, summer days
Our love was like summer, summer days
When our love was like summer, summer days
Our love was like summer, summer days
Meet me with a lantern carved in a spoon
That's glazed by a potter and painted blue
Like that feather broach that I borrowed from mamma
On our wedding day, for my wedding veil
When our love was like summer, summer days
Our love was like summer, summer days
When our love was like summer, summer days
Our love was like summer, summer days
When hospital rooms whisper of numbered days
And breath is a kite-tail that'll soon get away
We will sit as the street musicians play our song
Of raspberry lovers, of days long
And when death comes like winter
Still our love will be summer
Yes our will be summer
Yes our love is gelatos on Granville Island
Our love is the seagulls on the cobblestone
Yes our love is a ring 'cause no man's an island
Our love is your knees on the cobblestone
Yes our love is like summer, summer days
Our love is like summer, summer days
Yes our love is like summer, summer days
Our love is like summer, summer days
Meet me with a sweater and chamomile
Your hands are all creviced, your hair winter
But these eyes they hold stories of years younger
When our love was like summer, summer days
Our love was like summer, summer days
When our love was like summer, summer days
Our love was like summer, summer days
Meet me with a lantern carved in a spoon
That's glazed by a potter and painted blue
Like that feather broach that I borrowed from mamma
On our wedding day, for my wedding veil
When our love was like summer, summer days
Our love was like summer, summer days
When our love was like summer, summer days
Our love was like summer, summer days
When hospital rooms whisper of numbered days
And breath is a kite-tail that'll soon get away
We will sit as the street musicians play our song
Of raspberry lovers, of days long
And when death comes like winter
Still our love will be summer
Yes our will be summer
Yes our love is gelatos on Granville Island
Our love is the seagulls on the cobblestone
Yes our love is a ring 'cause no man's an island
Our love is your knees on the cobblestone
Yes our love is like summer, summer days
Our love is like summer, summer days
Yes our love is like summer, summer days
Our love is like summer, summer days
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Writer(s): Candace Coker
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