The summer didn't feel like a summer....
any more than any other....
I'm feeling better - the weather's calling for sweaters....
and I know that it's been hard on my mother....
she's been worried about my brother....
and my sister when all i can do is miss her....
singing here I am....
i know the where but i am not sure when....
i will be able to understand what it means to be....
a brother your love and a friend....

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with only you and a couple of my friends....
i bet that i could be fine for
a lifetime....
and if i knew i'd have you until the end....
right then i couldn't want more....
what could i ask for....

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the summer didn't feel like a summer....
it was far more like a month or....
two in fall when we're worrying about all the little....
stumbles (from) which we've somehow recovered....
as i stand here closing shutters....
nearing winter and watching for any hint of....
the impending snow....
not to mention several months of snow....
i will be sitting by a closed window....
hoping waiting for....
the sadness of winter to go....

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nothing's regretted....
i swear, don't sweat it, no....
what could be better....
than this life together?....