Back to Summer Days Composer: Pablo Raposo Verse 1 Sun’s up high on a Friday morning, Jeans and boots, truck’s running slow. Fishing line in the creek by the old oak, Laughing with friends, letting the time go. Pre-Chorus The radio’s playing our favorite song, Windows down, we’re singing along. Those summer nights, wild and free, A little love, a little mystery. Chorus Back to summer days, under the sun, Running through the fields, just having fun. First kiss by the river, hearts on fire, Small town memories, never tire. Oh, we lived, we laughed, we played, Back to those sweet summer days. Verse 2 Dirt roads winding through the pine trees, Skateboards, bonfires, and evening breeze. That old swing set by the creek is still there, Holding secrets we used to share. (Pre-Chorus and Chorus – same chords) Bridge Time moves on, but the creek still flows, And in my heart, that memory grows. We were young, we were wild, we were free, Those days are a part of me. Final Chorus Back to summer days, under the sun, Running through the fields, just having fun. First kiss by the river, hearts on fire, Small town memories, never tire. Oh, we lived, we laughed, we played, Back to those sweet summer days.