Anyway

We went walking out through the fields

We went walking out through the fields
We got to talking 'bout what was real
We had a good laugh and we
Studied each other's face
For any trace
Of things that we forgot to put in their place

Anyway
These are the best summer days
How I wish it would always be this way
Everyday, anyway

When we got home we fixed up a drink
But first we washed our hands in the kitchen sink
You said you didn't want to be pushed around
And be put down
To me that sounded pretty reasonable

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