I want to see the blue sky I want to feel the breeze I want to hear the summer wind Singing in the trees I want to touch forever And drift into its soul Put my troubles in my right hand Hold them up And let them go! Sweet summer day Talking about a sweet summer day Take your troubles and let them fly away I'm talking about a sweet summer day So much time is wasted, pulling the line For sure you are running faster But you're only running blind I want to touch forever I want to really know Put my troubles in my right hand Hold them up and let them go Sweet summer day I'm talking about a sweet summer day Take your troubles and let them drift away Talking about a sweet summer day
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