Summer came like the breeze
Filled with passion
Had me on my knees
Warmth washed through me
and I felt cleaned
A cursed woman
As one would see
There was fire
and there was waves
Summer was a path
I swam and blazed
Summer came like the breeze
Filled with passion
Had me on my knees
Warmth washed through me
and I felt cleaned
A cursed woman
As one would see
There was fire
and there was waves
Summer was a path
I swam and blazed
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