but i close my eyes, and one more time - we’re spinning around and you’re holding on tightly. the words came out, i kissed your mouth - no fourth of july has ever burned so brightly. you had to go, i understand. but you swore that you’d be back again. so now, i’m frozen in this town. ‘til summer comes around.
‘til summer comes around - keith urban
Sunday Jun 6 @ 10:33pm
