Summer's gone, days spent with the grass and sun
I don't mind, to pretend I do seems really dumb
I rise as the morning comes
Crawling through the blinds
I shouldn't be up at this time,wake up, it's so beautiful
For what could be the very last time

Twenty-five I don't recall a time I felt this alive
So wake up boo!
There's so many things for us to do
But I can't sleep with you there by my side

Wake up, it's a beautiful morning
Feel the sun shining for your eyes
Wake up, it's so beautiful
For what could be the very last time

It's early so take your time,
Don't let me rush you please
I know I was up all night, I can do anything,
Anything, anything

But you can't blame me
Not for the death of summer
No you can't blame me
Not for the death of summer
But you're gonna say what you wanna say
You have to put the death in everything

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