Masterminds behind a circle
Fiction seems real
I could tell her how I feel now
Still the risk is too high
Could tomorrow bring another
Snow in July
It’s too cold for the summer
Snow in her eyes
I can see where this is going
If the forecast is right
It’s too cold for the summer
Perhaps I’m losing my mind
You can tell me what a man is
Expectations too high
What attracts me is that I get you
Please correspond in good time
I can’t breathe without the summers
All in good time
I can’t see behind these visors
Perhaps I’ll go blind
If my love has to wait
It might drown me
Into something I hate
I can see you on a high rise
It’s too late
You’ve passed out of my reach
A rainbow captured my eye
Oh but fate
Has other plans for me right now
You can tell me what a man is
Expectations too high
What attracts me is that I get you
Perhaps I’m losing my mind
Could tomorrow bring another
Snow in July
It’s too cold for the Summer
Snow in her eyes
I can see where this is going
If the forecast is right
It’s too cold for the summer
Perhaps I’m losing my mind

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