Summer Days
On warm hot summer days
I love to listen for the ringing of bells on the ice cream trucks, and the buzzing of
bees, the smell of fresh roses growing on the side of the house and the smell of
fresh vegetables growing from the garden in the backyard
I love to sit on the patio holding hands while we watch the sunset go down
remembering all the good memories oh how I love doing that every summer but
now since you're gone the summers hasn't been the same oh how I wish you were
still here.
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