That Summer from Strathcona by Jon Middleton

We left your house at nine
To the Cusheon dock
Lying there, staring into black
The wind blowing tree tops

And just then you came
Up beside my side
Shuddering some sort of feeling
We both couldn’t hide

Waking up that summer again
And I’m all in for you
Waking up that summer again
And I want you

I hope you know this time
That I am terrified
Lying warm upon your couch
But feeling dread inside

‘Cause we both know for now
That this love can’t be
Like picturing a perfect yacht
Knowing it’ll fall to the sea

Waking up that summer again
And I’m all in for you
Waking up that summer again
And I want you

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