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  • A Summer Place (In Process lyrics)

    When the summer had left
    and the winter came
    There were days
    when the breeze was so cold-hearted
    and the sun was so heartless
    That my body lay bare
    to a memory

    When I think about that song
    I think about you
    and get high on a memory
    a memory of you
    Strange how a song

    sounds like a memory
    like a recording of
    a summer's day
    on that beach
    somewhere only we know.


    That first dance
    feet in the sand
    sinking deeper and deeper
    as we listened to our song
    a slow dance of what's to come

    I looked into your eyes

    sparkling and glittering
    like the stars above
    as the moonlit sky guided
    my lips towards yours


    In the still of the night

    I remember you said
    stay and it was complete

    When I think about that song
    I think about you
    and get high on a memory
    a memory of you
    Strange how a song

    sounds like a memory
    like a recording of
    a summer's day
    on that beach
    somewhere only we know.
    Last edited by wkamen; 12-04-2017, 04:32 PM.

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    When the summer had left
    and the winter came
    There were days
    when the breeze was so cold-hearted
    and the sun was so heartless
    That my body lay bare
    to a memory
    and I think about that song
    A Summer Place

    I think about you
    and get high on a memory
    a memory of you
    Strange how a song

    sounds like a memory
    like a recording of
    a summer's day
    on that beach
    somewhere only we know.


    That first dance
    feet in the sand
    sinking deeper and deeper
    as we listen to our song
    a slow dance of what's to come

    I look into your eyes
    sparkling and glittering
    like the stars above
    as the moonlit sky guides
    my lips towards yours

    Strange how a song
    sounds like a memory
    like a recording of
    a summer's day
    on that beach
    somewhere only we know.


    In the still of the night
    I remember you said
    stay and it was complete

    Strange how a song
    sounds like a memory
    like a recording of
    a summer's day
    on that beach
    somewhere only we know.

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