Kids In America and The Griswolds - Summer of Love (feat. The Griswolds)

Oh we fade into the morning sun
Shattered glass where we had all our fun
Who we were and what we will become
Can't explain

And these scratches from the carpet rug
It was our version of summer love
And the darkness coming from above
Let it rain

For our Summer of Love

Cause we got Twisted from the fame
We stole each other's pain
And just Kept running running running from the game
Our summer of love
We'll never be the same

Sharp words that used to do me in
Turn you on, you love the weirdest things
Out of style will be cool again
And again and again

Our affection they consider sin
But to us it's more a holy win
It's perversion worth Believing in
Let us pray..

For our Summer of Love

Cause we got Twisted from the fame
We stole each other's pain
And just Kept running running running from the game
Our summer of love
We'll never be the same

For our Summer of Love
For our Summer of Love

Cause we got Twisted from the fame
We stole each other's pain
And just Kept running running running from the game
Our summer of love
We'll never be the same

Written by:
Paul Hammer, Curtis Peoples

Publisher:
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.

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