Indian Summer by Holden Laurence

There's something in the air, in the breeze upon my skin
The subtle taste of youth clinging to the autumn wind
Take me to the river, let it soak into our sins
I wanna feel it in my lungs, we may never be this young again

It's an Indian Summer
Hot as a kiss on the Fourth of July
An Indian Summer
Baby, don't blink or it'll pass you by
Baby, don't blink or it'll pass you by

Dancing in the moonlight, running wild in the night
A flare of aching innocence in your honey-hazel eyes
Press your weight against me, let me soak into your sins
I wanna feel you in my lungs, we may never be this young again

It's an Indian Summer
Hot as a kiss on the Fourth of July
An Indian Summer
Baby, don't blink or it'll pass you by
Baby, don't blink or it'll pass you by

Honey, I can't take the silence anymore
All the years we wasted wishing we were someone else
Believe me, I don't wanna be anywhere else

It's an Indian Summer
Hot as a kiss on the Fourth of July
An Indian Summer
Baby, don't blink or it'll pass you by

It's an Indian Summer
Hot as a kiss on the Fourth of July
An Indian Summer
Baby, don't blink or it'll pass you by
Baby, don't blink or it'll pass you by
Baby, don't blink or it'll pass you by
Baby, don't blink or it'll pass you by

It's an Indian Summer
It's an Indian Summer
It's an Indian Summer
It's an Indian Summer

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