Into Blue - Frankie Rose/Not Documented
I remember every summer by the lake
Where the moon met the shore on walks we take
Getting into all the trouble we could find
And the bruised and battered knees it left behind
Into blue next to you
Into blue you left me holding on
Sitting in that ugly chair you gave to me
You said time for me to go I'll let you be
Now it's difficult at losing track of time
Vertical living on a single line
Into blue next to you
Into blue you left me holding on
Into blue next you
Into blue you left me holding on
