It's The Summer of 69, yeah!!
I feel the real joy of the song and today's 21' as the same joyous and beauty... Back to summer days
My welcome to summer, to you I write.
How I love the way you chirp, hop and soar,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the warm eyesore.
Let me compare you to a warm balloon?
You are more perfect and more excited.
The Kind sun heats the playful peaches of June,
And summertime has the blind united.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your liberal eyes, style, and smile.
Thinking of your goofy style fills my days.
My love for you is the fearful old style
Now I must away with tearful eyes,
Remember my blithe words whilst we're apart.
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