Summer


It�s far beyond your reach, it holds a place in time,
Somewhere ahead is the back of the line.
I can�t relate to your mistakes, awkwardly speaking with nothing to say.


Caught up in your life, excuses are so lame,
You may be different but I�m still the same.
The reasons that you thought, the intention that you caught,
You say things are simple we both know they�re not.
You can�t let it go,


Whoa


You can�t but I know.


Whoa, Whoa you don�t even know.


(Chorus)


It�s not in what you do, more in what you say.


A million questions asked, the remnants of the past.
You�ve always been denied, but always by your side.
I�ve always tried to, to understand you,
the worlds not learning from you.


Whoa. Whoa.


(Chorus)
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