(Seemingly) Nonstop July lyrics
Walking by strangers
Stranger than me We talk of the future Between you and me Sweet little darling Where will we be Sweet little darling Where will we be It's hard to conceive it All comes to an end A joke when it's funny, well... I laugh and pretend We're fools to believe it We're fools to try To slow down this seemingly Nonstop July
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