We could wait for the wind to blow 
Or give me a look so cold
It gives me chills And ends the summer war 
My eyes roll Around and over and again 
Falling down, dizzy with sun stroke 
I'll be there And I'll try to identify, 
Try to look through the gray skies in your eyes
And I'll pick up everything you left behind
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Cross your fingers, and pray for winter 
I'll be there Painting the town your favorite color.

Guess I'll call or see you around... yeah 
Guess I'll call or see you around. 
Guess I'll call or see you around... yeah 
Guess I'll call or see you around.

I'll call, or see you around... yeah
I'll call, or see you around. 
I'll call, or see you around... yeah 
Guess I'll call, or see you around. 

Painting the town your favorite color.

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