كلمات June

I walked out Onto wet and empty streets With no one around But the nightingale's sweet sound And I thought all about Summer days in June The way you looked at me When I looked at you It's all gone now You're not around I know you'd say it's too cliche For me to write a song about those summer days I still see you Looking up at me The pushing back your hair As you fall asleep You were so Beautiful I know you'd say it's too cliche For me to write a song about those summer days But I can never love the way You look with the sun on your face I still hear your voice saying I'll be home soon And I still feel you like the warmest day in June I know you'd say it's too cliche For me to write a song about those summer days But I can never love the way You look with the sun on your face