I remember summers / I'll pretend it's summer around
Red light in the sky at the beginning of nights
When I held you naked / But spring is later this year
Why this sense of loss at the beginning of fall?
Now any place will do / To be again out of place without you
I remember faces / I remember kisses and more
More things that have turned / To be just things in the past
Now any place will do / To be again out of place without you
I'm in the mood to do / Anything you'd like to do
I'm morning-after man / But it's summertime
I remember summers / I remember colours and smells
I know that it was / The day you started to love
Summers by The Sunday Drivers
2 comentarios:
¿Ya empieza la morriñita cariño? Ánimo que la Navidad ya está aquí, besitos mil de la fría, pero soleadísima Granada, en la que te tomas una tapita al sol y se te quita todoooo.
Piensa en que luego añorarás lo que te da aquello, así que empápate de lo que estás viviendo cada momento, auqnue sea gris y frío, tú y lo que te rodea, lo llena de color.
Mua
Donde andas?
Feliz nochebuena!
Zepequeña.
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