The summer wind, came blowin' in - from across the sea
It lingered there, so warm and fair - to walk with me
All summer long, we sang a song - and strolled on golden sand
Two sweethearts, and the summer windI need to stop listening to Michael Bublé. Every time I put on a CD, I feel like I should be dancing or taking a bubble bath. A Bublé bath!
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