Last Summer

Last Summer from Quality over Quantity

If I’m telling the truth…

I don’t know whether I’m shooting or falling for you…

So give me all of you in exchange for me…

Just give me all of you, rearrange this story…

Dear last summer…

I still hold you in high regards…

You required of me what I aspired to be… Cause

Angel dust couldn’t get me higher than you did…

I know I said I hated you, but darling see the truth is…

I never appreciated you cause I though pain was stupid…

And last summer…

Promise you won’t be my last summer…

I can see my future saying, “You stuck on your last summer”…

Maybe I am…

Maybe I will be…

Cause every single spring, I look back at the real me…

I look back at God’s healing…

I look back on my feelings…

I look back on the real things…

You hear me? You feel me?

Last summer…