Summer Son Easy

by Texas

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I'm tired of telling the story
Tired of telling it your way
Yeah I I saw I know
I the floor
Before you take my heart
Reconsider
Before you take my heart
Reconsider
I've the door
I've the door
Here comes the summer's son

He burns my skin
I ache again
I'm you

I thought I had a dream to hold
that has gone
Your hands reach out and touch me still
But this feels so wrong
you my heart
Reconsider
Before you my heart
Reconsider
I've opened the door
I've opened the door
Here comes the summer's son
He burns my skin
I ache again
I'm you

Here the winter's rain
To my skin
I wake again
I'm over you

Before you my heart
Reconsider
Before you take my heart
Reconsider
I've opened the door
I've the door
Here comes the summer's son

He burns my skin
I ache again
I'm over you

Here comes the winter's rain
To my skin
I wake again
I'm over you
...
Here comes the summer's son
...
He burns my skin
I ache again
I'm you
...
Here comes the winter's rain
...
To cleanse my skin...
(I wake again)
(I'm you)
...

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