Endless summer


My my, I think time has done a number on us
Wasn’t it just yesterday we were teenagers on the bus?
Piggybacking on fantasies of an endless summer
With ice-cream in one hand and dreams in the other
Walking into a vast world of possibilities
With nothing but time and curiosity
To propel us into the sun
My my, what a number time has done

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My my, see how far that we have come
From pondering life at the basketball court
Since my last blind optimism about the future
Since saying goodbye to our last teenage summer
I remember thinking in the sun
Wasn’t it just yesterday that we were born?
My my, see what we’ve become
My my, see what time has done

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