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Testo Summerland
Testo Summerland
All across the beach that night
Sunburned skin hot like fire
So young and fast and sick of waiting
Staring up at a blood red sky
We were the tide so high, on a bed of glass, no reservations
Hey, a memory, won't you let me go
Hey, I can't go back so long ago
To fire and matches and cigarette lips
Hearts out stranded on styrofoam drifts
Searching for true love with you in the sand
In summerland
In summerland, yeah
(got a feeling, and I'm lost in a feeling)
Loaded up like a pistol pump, dilated eyes so numb
When the morning we threw it all away
Smoldering like a smoking gun, get lost in a sitting sun
Those summer nights will burn me to this day
Hey, a memory, won't you let me go
Hey, I can't go back so long ago
To fire and matches and cigarette lips
Hearts out stranded on styrofoam drifts
Searching for true love with you in the sand
In summerland
In summerland, yeah
There was salt on the backseat, salt in the wounds
A jacket for bedsheets, and my hands all over you
Fire and ashes, a suicide kiss
Then like a phantom, you sailed with the ships
I almost found true love with you in the sand
In summer land
In summer land, yeah
Sunburned skin hot like fire
So young and fast and sick of waiting
Staring up at a blood red sky
We were the tide so high, on a bed of glass, no reservations
Hey, a memory, won't you let me go
Hey, I can't go back so long ago
To fire and matches and cigarette lips
Hearts out stranded on styrofoam drifts
Searching for true love with you in the sand
In summerland
In summerland, yeah
(got a feeling, and I'm lost in a feeling)
Loaded up like a pistol pump, dilated eyes so numb
When the morning we threw it all away
Smoldering like a smoking gun, get lost in a sitting sun
Those summer nights will burn me to this day
Hey, a memory, won't you let me go
Hey, I can't go back so long ago
To fire and matches and cigarette lips
Hearts out stranded on styrofoam drifts
Searching for true love with you in the sand
In summerland
In summerland, yeah
There was salt on the backseat, salt in the wounds
A jacket for bedsheets, and my hands all over you
Fire and ashes, a suicide kiss
Then like a phantom, you sailed with the ships
I almost found true love with you in the sand
In summer land
In summer land, yeah
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