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 You see all the flowers in the weeds 
You're scared of the dark when you sleep 
You cover up your arms with your sleeves 
Even in hundred degree heat. 
Your father was awfully mean 
Your favorite color is green 
It reminds of you of the summer you turned three 
Running through sprinklers on your street. 
And you laugh and you dance in the wind 
And you sway and you hug and you kiss 
But there's darkness behind those eyes 
Even when you smile. 
Oh, summer child 
You don't have to act like all you feel is mild 
You don't really love the sun, it drives you wild 
You're lying, summer child. 
Aren't you way too busy taking care of everybody to take care of yourself? 
When the sun goes missing, aren't the flowers just as pretty? 
Aren't the oceans just as deep? 
The trees as green? 
And as for me 
I'll watch you weep. 
Oh, summer child 
You don't have to act like all you feel is mild 
You don't really love the sun, it drives you wild 
You're lying, summer child. 
 
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