Composer : Tasha Viets-VanLear
Summers hardly feel like summer anymore
I can't seem to lift myself up off the floor
Please sing to me our old familiar tune
Remind me what I've got left to come back to
We've less and less and less and less to come back to
I'll hold on tight to every last one of you
I'm fine today
I'll be fine again
I'm fine today
I'll be fine again
It's not that I miss home
I just miss not feeling so alone
I know my aching shows
Would you mind please pulling me close?
It's not that I miss home
I just miss not feeling so alone
I know my aching shows
Would you mind please pulling me close?
