Indian Summer
Been a long time since I missed her.
It's been a while since I said her name.
Now its coming in like a polaroid picture, and I remember everything.
Old car with a star wars picture.
I land on Sycamore street, sneaking off with your daddy's liquor.
The whole world was just you and me.
Yeah you and me.
Theres nothing wrong with that Indian Summer, falling in love wrapped up in each other.
No shame in the innocent way we were breaking all the rules.
Holed up in the backseat kissing, top down pointing at stars and wishing.
Just a couple of small town fools, in the Indian Summer.
Well I can hear those guitar strings ringing.
Bonfire at Canyon Lake, yeah.
If I remember we all kept singing every word to yesterday, oh yesterday.
Theres nothing wrong with that Indian Summer, falling in love wrapped up in each other.
No shame in the innocent way we were breaking all the rules.
Holed up in the backseat kissing, top down, pointing at stars and wishing.
Just a couple of small town fools, in the Indian Summer.
Whoa, whoa just take me back in time.
Whoa, whoa leave me there for a while.
Theres nothing wrong with that Indian Summer, falling in love wrapped up in each other.
No shame in the innocent way we were breaking all the rules.
Holed up in the backseat kissing, top down, pointing at stars and wishing.
Thinking we were just so damn cool.
But we were just a couple of small town fools.
In that Indian Summer.
That Indian Summer.
It's been a while since I said her name.
Now its coming in like a polaroid picture, and I remember everything.
Old car with a star wars picture.
I land on Sycamore street, sneaking off with your daddy's liquor.
The whole world was just you and me.
Yeah you and me.
Theres nothing wrong with that Indian Summer, falling in love wrapped up in each other.
No shame in the innocent way we were breaking all the rules.
Holed up in the backseat kissing, top down pointing at stars and wishing.
Just a couple of small town fools, in the Indian Summer.
Well I can hear those guitar strings ringing.
Bonfire at Canyon Lake, yeah.
If I remember we all kept singing every word to yesterday, oh yesterday.
Theres nothing wrong with that Indian Summer, falling in love wrapped up in each other.
No shame in the innocent way we were breaking all the rules.
Holed up in the backseat kissing, top down, pointing at stars and wishing.
Just a couple of small town fools, in the Indian Summer.
Whoa, whoa just take me back in time.
Whoa, whoa leave me there for a while.
Theres nothing wrong with that Indian Summer, falling in love wrapped up in each other.
No shame in the innocent way we were breaking all the rules.
Holed up in the backseat kissing, top down, pointing at stars and wishing.
Thinking we were just so damn cool.
But we were just a couple of small town fools.
In that Indian Summer.
That Indian Summer.
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