13 lyrics for "On this summer day"
Just a tiny one Come this way Summer, summer days Ooh, ooh, ooh It’s one of those pretty It's one of those pretty It's one of those I wish you could see it It's one of those pretty (those pretty)
PlayWe'll never be as young as we are now (Ohohohohohoh ohohoh ohohohohohoh) As young as we are now It's time to leave this old black and white town Let's seize the day, let's run away Don't let the colors fade to gray We won't wait for tomorrow It's too
PlayIt's the end of the summer It's the end of it all Those days are gone, it's over now were moving on But we'll see it all again So hold on 'till this moment 'till then Here we are Say goodbye to all your friends Here we go watching the sun go 'round
PlayI dedicate this song to you, The one who never sees the truth, That I can take away your hurt, heartbreak girl. Hold you tight straight through the day light, I'm right here, when you gonna realize That I'm your cure, heartbreak girl? You call me up,
PlayDoes summer exist in its praises? It's just sing, sing, sing all day The summer lives here where this place is Come on up here, we've got something to show you Wanna show you everything we know Wanna show you we've been banished before you Wanna show you
PlayRain, rain, rain I'm gonna blame it On the summer rain You shine a little light on a clouded day I'm not gonna lie, this feeling inside I can't explain, oh You shine a little light on a clouded day babe you could make a broken heart go away I'm not gonna
PlayI wanna take my heart to the end of the world I won't waste another day Wishing this would fade away Fly away tonight Na na na na na na na I want a little bit of California With a little bit of London sky And fly away tonight I want a little bit of open
PlayMerry, merry, merry go round I don’t want to see you down I don’t want to see you frown Merry go round Bobby and his girl would wake up every summer day This boy and girl had nothing, they were runaways So in love that now all they wanted was pain and so
PlayPlease don’t let me die in Florida, I don’t care about my name. Throw my bed on to a train. And this is what I know. If you catch me dying in Orlando If you catch me dying in Daytona I was born in Indian summer, In the Southern long ago. Where those
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