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letra de blueberry season - mountain laurel

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farm fresh fields bloom sun on your tan neck
water sips dripping wet catch your blue eye
it’s blueberry season heat heat of the dog days

you’ve got me weak weak weak in the knees

i’m coming on too strong
and i
don’t want to wait too long

legs stretched in the grass hand in hand at sunset
fireflies passin’ by lighting up the night sky
you me us we speak speak before i move
you’ve got me thinking i love you

i’m coming on too strong
and i
don’t want to wait too long

it’s the green wave
turn the page
touching on your rib cage
kind of summer love

it’s the blank slate
heart race
alcohol and heatwave
kind of summer love

rain soaked sandal tans dust in your blonde hair
laughing blueberry pie a little left on your cheek
some things are okay don’t you worry bout what they’ll think
are you think think thinking now

and i
i’m barely holding on
and i’m not sure i’ll see you more

its the green wave
turn the page
touching on your rib cage
kind of summer love

it’s the blank slate
heart race
alcohol and heatwave
kind of summer love

i hate the cliches that come with all this messing around
romance or not i’m sure you’ll find it won’t be fun once autumn comes
and yet

green waves
heart race
rib cage
heatwave

green waves
heart race
rib cage
heatwave

its the green wave
turn the page
touching on your rib cage
kind of summer love

it’s the blank slate
heart race
alcohol and heatwave
kind of summer love

and i
all i got is this song
and i
hope we weren’t wrong

and i
picked blueberries with you
and i
picked blueberries with you

- mountain laurel

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