Boys of Summer
Bree Sharp
Nobody on the road
Nobody on the beach
I feel it in the air
The summer's out of reach
Empty lake
Empty streets
The sun goes down alone
I'm drivin' by your house
Oh no, you're not at home
But I can see you-
Your brown skin shining in the sun
You got your hair combed back and your sunglasses on, baby
But I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone
I never will forget those nights
I wonder if it was a dream
Remember how you made me crazy?
Remember how I made you scream
Well I don't understand what happened to our love
But babe, I'm gonna get you back
I'm gonna show you what I'm made of
I can see you-
Your brown skin shining in the sun
I see you walking real slow and you're smiling at everyone
I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone
Out on the road today, I saw a Dead Head sticker on a cadillac
A little voice inside my head said, "don't look back. You can never look back."
I thought I knew what love was
What did I know?
Those days are gone forever
I should just let them go but
I can see you-
Your brown skin shining in the sun
You got that top pulled down and that radio on, baby
And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone
I can see you-
Your brown skin shining in the sun
You got that hair slicked back and those wayfarers on, baby
I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone
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