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Golden light across the floor,
Faded names on every door.
We were chasing ghosts of July,
Underneath a heavy sky.
Now the shadows start to grow,
Watching all the colors go.
Oh, the summer’s just a ghost we keep,
In the hours when the city sleeps.
Fading like a photograph,
Hidden in a silent laugh.
It’s a long way back to where we started,
Summer memories for the brokenhearted.
Summer memories for the brokenhearted.
Bicycles and salty air,
I can still feel you standing there.
Time is just a rushing stream,
Summer’s end is just a dream.
Turning pages, burning light,
Swallowed by the coming night.
Oh, the summer’s just a ghost we keep,
In the hours when the city sleeps.
Fading like a photograph,
Hidden in a silent laugh.
It’s a long way back to where we started,
Summer memories for the brokenhearted.
Summer memories for the brokenhearted.
Do you remember the heat? (Remember the heat?)
Or the way the streetlights beat? (Streetlights beat?)
It’s all fading out...
It’s all fading out now...
(Fading out now...)
Oh, the summer’s just a ghost we keep!
In the hours when the city sleeps!
Fading like a photograph!
Hidden in a silent laugh!
It’s a long way back to where we started!
Summer memories for the brokenhearted!
Summer memories for the brokenhearted!
(Mmm-mmm, mmm...)
Fading out...
Just a ghost...
(Just a ghost...)
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