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Summer Dust Lyrics & Chords By The Love Language

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Under the autumn leaves
I found to my surprise
The rings we worn summers since
The flowers were still alive
They say that our own bodies
Are made of bones and dust
And how we lie beneath the maple tree
And pray that the leaves don't cover us
Ohhhhh
Our hearts were beating
Like humming birds that night
A restless wind blew them open
As the birds were taking flight
Young hearts are bright
And just as light
And blowing in the air tonight
She said I want to believe
That we can laugh
But I know that it's tough when your lost in the leaves
And I'm in no rush
But if we try to unite then we might just turn back into dust
It's only natural for us
Walking through this old town
I'm reminded
Of all the trees that we tore down
To let the sun shine in
We buried our beating hearts
Under the rocks and dirt
And now mine is filled with the fallen leaves
And if you're not here it's going to burst
Ohhhhh
Our hearts were beating
Like humming birds that night
A restless wind blew them open
As the birds were taking flight
Young hearts are bright
And just as light
And blowing in the air tonight

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