Butch Walker

Lyin in the overgrown up grass in the front yard
Water fallin from the skies so warm it feels hot
Tryin to figure out who you really are
To me
Summer scarves are all around me
And the sun burn grows around my neck
And the summer still remains a memory
'till the summer turns the day to black
Needle droppin on the record that you bought for me
And you trace my name inside the logo on the sleeve
You circle all the lines and the lyrics that you mean
For me
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
And the summer scarves are all around me
And the sun burn grows around my neck
And the summer still remains a memory
'till the summer turns the day to black
And some wait
Their whole life
Just to feel
Something right
And it grips you like a wave
You wish it never goes away
And it does
And the summer scarves are all around me
And the sun burn grows around my neck
And the summer still remains a memory
'till the summer turns the day to black
oooh ooh ooh
oooh ooh ooh
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