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

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