Summer and smoke, diamonds and dust Go where you will, do what you must The promise was made, your word was enough We had dreams, visions and plans Into the night, out of our hands Letting our passion fulfill our demands I remember those songs on the radio The jasmine, the wind in your hair Does it seem like so long ago?
*broken promises Is it written in stone that we wind up alone Wo oh, broken promises And a heart that recalls When the promise was all that we had*
Into the dust, reckless we rode Secret desire, talking in code Bittersweet madness, the stories unfold I remember those songs on the radio The jasmine, the wind in your hair And how it hurts to remember those
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