Will I ever be great again?
Will you remember my name when...
Love once again has passed you by?
Will you look at me the same again?
Will this pain be engraved in my mind?
Will we ever be great again?
I'll hold on tighter,
cause you're leaving
Change of mood,
and change of Season's,
Summer is over,
but I tried
To keep us in The Sun
All the time
Will I ever be great again?
Will you remember my name when...
Love once again has told you lies?
Will you look at me the same again?
Will this pain be engraved in my mind?
Will we ever be great again?
I'll hold on tighter,
cause you're leaving
Change of mood,
and change of Season's,
Summer is over,
but I tried
To keep us in The Sun
All the time
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Frankie Martinelli
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