Jean Jackets in June
I can see you standing there
On the coldest street in the coldest town
On the oldest darkest side of the world
This state can't keep my warmth from you
Summer flowers never come in bloom
And we're wearing jean jackets In June
Revisiting our younger selves
With the same old songs and the same old tales
Degauss these mix tapes and these photos too
Vanquish the history of you
Summer never came that afternoon
And we're holding onto our jean jackets In June
And we're wearing our
And we're holding onto our jean jackets In June
This is the shortest summer
The windchill makes me suffer
The cold still haunts me
And I want it to last longer
This is the shortest summer
And the only thing I can offer
Is granting you warmth from the cold
It's haunting me, it's conjuring
There's a bus leaving at midnight
It's only got room left for me or you
This town won the war years ago
Let my jacket keep you warm
This is the shortest summer
Jean jackets In June
I can still see you in daydreams
Take this for warmth from the cold
This is the shortest summer
And the only thing I remember is our jean jackets In June
Autor(es): Protagonist
