Lyric № 5109

When summer is out of sight

Member since 2002 · Posted 17 Jul 2002 · 0 comments

A cold and grey December day; I really don't know what to say, Except that there is nothing worse, In bed or coffin, car or hearse, Than losing the capricious joy, That grows in every girl and boy And so please keep, for every part, A sunny August in your heart.

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