Summer Storm Songtext
von Thousand Oaks

I know some things will never change
And good instincts are earned making mistakes
Although I knew I was drying the well
I was desperate to make it last
It comes down to a dark and fierce desire
The one you knew was always out of line
I realized what it means to be obsessed
I was desperate to make it last


Every decision for something
Is a decision against something else
Frozen under the shade of the hourglass
I was desperate to make it last
To stay vigilant and hold your fire
Can be so goddamn difficult at times
I realized what it means to be obsessed
I was desperate to make it last

I read it on your face, you let it slip away
I read it on your face, you let it slip away
There was no other way, you let it slip away
I read it on your face, you let it slip away.