7 acessos
Born again to longer days, once more wishful eyes awake
Nightly schemes in sunburnt shell, just one kiss' my southern belle
As these summer storm abound, carries minds from one-trick towns
What you want will never be what you have
Somewhere, waiting for my love, someone, where i'll go
A postcard with her lips enclosed, i'll taste them and lose control
And in my heart she stayed a while, though better men have failed
I tried to cross the great divide found between her heart and mine
Swim with me, you fantasy, you are the hardest thing to follow
If losing you means losing me, i guess this night'll last forever
Hear my southern belle chime 'no surrender' summer's child