I was thinking about that letter
That you wrote to me
You wrote it in the summer
You wrote it in the heat
Now I'm thinking about the heartache
I'm thinking about the door
I'm thinking about the ocean
I'm thinking about the shore
There is no explanation
For these feelings that we feel
Its hard to fight the temptation
That what we feel is real
I was thinking about that letter
That you wrote to me
You wrote it in the summer
You wrote it in the heat
