First Year of Summer

I’ve had troubles in paradise so wrong they’re true
You know we hate where we live but love the view
What have I done for forbid the sun from filling my veins?
Each word, face and song has left, left me estranged
As long as I remember all the days
In a world where nothing could amaze
Now the sun has crept right into view
In the first year of summer
I miss meeting strangers in paradise and feeling new
When all the stars burn up and die, do we die too?
So many years this heart of mine has been abused
Fucked up, pushed down, spun around, all maimed and bruised
As long as I remember all the days
In a world where nothing could amaze
Now the sun has crept right into view
In the first year of summer
On the borderline
On the borderline
It won’t be the last
It won’t be the last
It won’t be the last
It won’t be the last
As long as I remember all the days
In a world where nothing could amaze
Now the sun has crept right into view
In the first year of summer
It won’t be the last
It won’t be the last