Matthew Buck

A Summer's Past

It was a hot summer night in the middle of June,
The radio was playing our favorite tune.
Laying on a blanket looking up at the sky,
There I got lost in your big blue eyes.
Nothing could be better, it felt so right,
Oh how I'll never forget that night.

The crickets n' frogs were singin their song,
Down by the lake our feelings were strong.

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