Summer of ‘84

Back when time was ours to spend
No jobs, no plans, just long weekends
We danced through nights in open air
With hearts too young to know despair

In a world so new, so wide
We thought we’d never say goodbye

Cassettes played our favorite tunes
City pops beneath the moon
You said, “One day, we’ll raise a kid.”
But summers fade, like all things did

In a world so new, so wide
We thought we’d never say goodbye

Summer of ’84
You were all I waited for.
But dreams don’t knock on grown-ups’ doors
I’m still stuck in ’84

Your lemon dress, your windblown hair
Smoke from takoyaki filled the square
Sweet kakigōri on your lips
A Walkman swinging from your hips

In a world so new, so wide
We thought we’d never say goodbye

Summer of ’84
You were all I waited for
But dreams don’t knock on grown-ups’ doors
I’m still stuck in ’84

Summer of ’84
You were all I waited for
But dreams don’t knock on grown-ups’ doors
I’m still stuck in ’84

Summer of ’84
You were all I waited for
But dreams don’t knock on grown-ups’ doors
I’m still stuck in ’84

Summer of ’84
You were all I waited for
But dreams don’t knock on grown-ups’ doors
I’m still stuck in ’84

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