When we roam,
faded rumors that'll outlast the century
crazy heroes all painted in glass, which way to the stars
I'll be home in the landscape of our new century
crazy millions have all long since past their way to the stars
Oh summertime
lift back the veil that hides you and me
I can run..., buried rumors all traced in the past
Faded mirrors all aging with cracks, which way and how far
I will drive.....
to reach the landscape of where you begin
and the reflection of what I pretend
oh summertime
lift back the veil that hides you and me
summertime
some other time
to all carry on,
faded rumors that'll outlive their destiny
faded millions that have long since past their way to the stars,
it all shine's in the Summertime
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