In July - Lisa Fuller
I smoke you vay on a sinking
The lonely you of an empty room
A december night
In july
I hear lovers outside my window
Champagne in their lap on their way home
I wasn't love
In july
When I feel some wrong in my skin
I think of you again
When the tall grass meets the sand
Do you think of me
When I feel some wrong in my skin
I think of you again
When the tall grass meets the sand
Do you think of me
And a kana booth in that small café
The blue neon light glow on your face
Memories of you
In July
And July
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