One More Summer Dream Of Christmas Day
Open up every morning
like that day in December.
One more gift of tomorrow.
One more chance for us.
Warm and dry.
June July.
One more summer dream
of Christmas day.
Friendships and the seasons
die and are reborn.
Now we hide in winter
frozen by the storm.
Warm and dry.
June July.
One more summer dream
of Christmas day.
(solo)
Can you hear the bells ringing?
Just like that first time.
One last night to remember
even as goodbye.
Warm and dry.
June July.
One more summer dream
of Christmas day.
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