Longer evenings
Picnic tables
Unsettling summer
Tell me a story
Once more
I remember your hand on the back of my neck
If the ocean turns clear you know where to find me
And if August was to end it all
Would you pack your bags and leave?
Would you?
In the garden behind the fence
You lift my skirt and take my innocence
By the river where the girls are swam
We both drowned in our sins again
(and again)
(and again)
(and again)
(and again)
Timeless to me
Under the tree
Please don't forget
I remember your hand on the back of my neck
If the ocean turns clear you know where to find me
And if August was to end it all
Would you pack your bags and leave?
Would you?
August 0021 Video (MV)
Performed By: Chiara Savasta
Language: English
Length: 2:42
Written by: Alexandre Boivin, Chiara Savasta
Chiara Savasta - August 0021 Lyrics
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English
Longer evenings
Picnic tables
Unsettling summer
Tell me a story
Once more
I remember your hand on the back of my neck
If the ocean turns clear you know where to find me
And if August was to end it all
Would you pack your bags and leave?
Would you?
In the garden behind the fence
You lift my skirt and take my innocence
By the river where the girls are swam
We both drowned in our sins again
(and again)
(and again)
(and again)
(and again)
Timeless to me
Under the tree
Please don't forget
I remember your hand on the back of my neck
If the ocean turns clear you know where to find me
And if August was to end it all
Would you pack your bags and leave?
Would you?
Picnic tables
Unsettling summer
Tell me a story
Once more
I remember your hand on the back of my neck
If the ocean turns clear you know where to find me
And if August was to end it all
Would you pack your bags and leave?
Would you?
In the garden behind the fence
You lift my skirt and take my innocence
By the river where the girls are swam
We both drowned in our sins again
(and again)
(and again)
(and again)
(and again)
Timeless to me
Under the tree
Please don't forget
I remember your hand on the back of my neck
If the ocean turns clear you know where to find me
And if August was to end it all
Would you pack your bags and leave?
Would you?
Writer: Alexandre Boivin, Chiara Savasta
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN)
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN)