when you started it, an innocent glance in the july sunshine
it shone over your hair, your eyes, your face
my reflection in your glasses was a big mistake woah
and we laughed, woah,
and we sang, woah,
and we danced, til the sun went down, woah.
and we joked, we reminisced
i won't forget the afternoon that we first kissed
and every phrase you said to me was like a poem
and every sound you made was like a little song
these boys on bikes distracting me
these boys on bikes confusing me
these boys in bikes are using me
these boys on bikes are losing me
i wonder like a lost soul
i wander like a lost soul
I don't think you realised what you threw away
and innocent glance in the july sunshine
it started with a kiss
and now it's ended up like this
i don't know what you wanted all long
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