Summer House - Concorde/Clement Froissart/Max Zippel/Roger Zippel/Louis Delorme
Written by：Roger Zippel/Max Zippel/Louis Delorme/Clément Froissart
Summer house
Troubled sea
I watch the waves crash
On me
Morning comes to erase all my dreams of you
Rays of sun are shinning through the red curtains
Floating dust lit up over me
While I breath rewind to some of my old memories
Summer house
Troubled sea
I watch the waves crash
On me
Eyelids closed
I hear your whispers
Only
Close to me
Like you'll never
Leave me
You stand in front of me under the pier
Shooting night and day you're what I need to see
Teenage years have been taken away
From me that summer got locked away deep in my mind
