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Woke up to greeting cards from people I don't know no more
Woke up to blue above and blue below these wooden floors
This kind of thing it can't be told
This kind of thing it won't be taught
I drove on the interstate
Wishing I had learnt to fly
She's my Canadian girl
On the fifth day of July
This kind of thing it can't be told
This kind of thing it won't be taught
And she said time and time again
I wouldn't be alive
If it wasn't for the summer of 1975
And it'll never be
It'll never be the same
And everyone gets a moment when
It'll never be the same again
Someday I'll write it down
If it's okay I won't change the names
I don't know how the story ends
But I know that it began this way
This kind of thing it can't be told
This kind of thing it won't be taught
And she said time and time again
I wouldn't be alive
If it wasn't for the summer of
1975
And it'll never be
It'll never be the same
And everyone gets a moment when
It'll never be the same again
This kind of love it can't be told
This kind of love it won't be taught
It'll never be
It'll never be the same
It'll never be the same again
It'll never be
It'll never be the same
And everyone gets a moment when
It'll never be the same again
And she said time and time again
I wouldn't be alive
If it wasn't for the summer of
1975
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