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We wrote our names across the summer sky
With no idea that time could ever fly
We rode our bikes where wildflowers grew
And every simple moment felt brand new
Now the summer's gone and the field is bare
I circle back, but nothing waits there
The grass has grown where we used to stand
I'm just tracing circles in the sand
We painted our names on the wooden rail
We swore we'd be brave, we would never fail
But all that remains is a glance behind
The thrill we had is hard to find
We painted our names on the wooden rail
We swore we'd be brave, we would never fail
Now I wander the yard with a quiet sigh
And the wonder of it all has run dry
Now the summer's gone and the field is bare
I circle back, but nothing waits there
The grass has grown where we used to stand
I'm just tracing circles in the sand
We painted our names on the wooden rail
We swore we'd be brave, we would never fail
But all that remains is a glance behind
The thrill we had is hard to find
We painted our names on the wooden rail
We swore we'd be brave, we would never fail
Now I wander the yard with a quiet sigh
And the wonder of it all has run dry
