Lucian@going2paris.netJun 20, 20201 min readSummer Has Officially Started!I remember this past winterI told myself to settle downAnd I seriouslytried to do just thatHere I am with everythingSo beautiful and greenAnd I don't believe I'veTold myself what I meanMaybe someday soonI can feel this wayyear 'roundBut it's summertimeAnd I don't want tostay in this town, noI want to sit there in the sand,(sit there in the sand)watch those golden tans go walking byI know it isn't fair(I know it isn't fair)'cause you might really careBut it'sdiff'rent now,The summertime's calling me.(Instrumental)I want to sit there in the sand,(sit there in the sand)watch those golden tans go walking byI know it isn't fair(I know it isn't fair)'cause you might really careBut it'sdiff'rent now,The summertime's calling me.I don't think I'm readyTo develop a routineWhen it's cold andsnow's on the groundIt's a diff'rent scene.Maybe someday soonI can feel this wayyear 'roundBut it's summertimeAnd I don't want tostay in this town, noI want to sit there in the sand,(sit there in the sand)watch those golden tans go walking byI know it isn't fair(I know it isn't fair)'cause you might really careBut it'sdiff'rent now,The summertime's calling me.I want to sit there in the sand,(sit there in the sand)watch those golden tans go walking byI know it isn't fair(I know it isn't fair)'cause you might really careBut it'sdiff'rent now,The summertime's calling me.I want to sit there in the sand,(sit there in the sand)watch those golden tans go walking byI know it isn't fair(I know it isn't fair)'cause you might really careBut it'sdiff'rent now,The summertime's calling me.
I remember this past winterI told myself to settle downAnd I seriouslytried to do just thatHere I am with everythingSo beautiful and greenAnd I don't believe I'veTold myself what I meanMaybe someday soonI can feel this wayyear 'roundBut it's summertimeAnd I don't want tostay in this town, noI want to sit there in the sand,(sit there in the sand)watch those golden tans go walking byI know it isn't fair(I know it isn't fair)'cause you might really careBut it'sdiff'rent now,The summertime's calling me.(Instrumental)I want to sit there in the sand,(sit there in the sand)watch those golden tans go walking byI know it isn't fair(I know it isn't fair)'cause you might really careBut it'sdiff'rent now,The summertime's calling me.I don't think I'm readyTo develop a routineWhen it's cold andsnow's on the groundIt's a diff'rent scene.Maybe someday soonI can feel this wayyear 'roundBut it's summertimeAnd I don't want tostay in this town, noI want to sit there in the sand,(sit there in the sand)watch those golden tans go walking byI know it isn't fair(I know it isn't fair)'cause you might really careBut it'sdiff'rent now,The summertime's calling me.I want to sit there in the sand,(sit there in the sand)watch those golden tans go walking byI know it isn't fair(I know it isn't fair)'cause you might really careBut it'sdiff'rent now,The summertime's calling me.I want to sit there in the sand,(sit there in the sand)watch those golden tans go walking byI know it isn't fair(I know it isn't fair)'cause you might really careBut it'sdiff'rent now,The summertime's calling me.
Note To SelfFrom my riding buddy, Janet: "What is my purpose in life?" I asked the void. "What if I told you that you fulfilled it when you took an...
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