When summer comes it will change my mind
Forgotten lies stay blurred inside
What I lost was never mine
Looking out of these two eyes
I see...
Just one more season
Waiting for a memory
Waiting at a table; mind is reeling
Never mind the drink
I’m waiting for the sun to go down
The back bay’s where I belong
This is my town
When the sun goes down
When the crowd leaves town
I require your eyes
And your lonesome smile
One more season one more summer burning away (I know)
The Waterfront bades I’m overboard caught in the ebb and flow
What is it that makes us stop?
Not the sand at or feet
Not the risk of belief
Not the sun in our eyes
It was just a matter of time
One more beach bound daydream crime
One more season of chancing your mine
One less weekend left behind
Sailing off alone
My seasonal home
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