1975

I woke up to greeting cards from people I don't know
 I woke up to blue above and blue below these wooden floors
 This kind of thing, you can't be told
 This kind of thing, you won't be taught
 
 I drove home, the interstate
 Wishing I had learned to fly
 She's my Canadian girl
 On the fifth day of July
 This kind of thing, you can't be told
 This kind of thing, you won't be taught
 And she said time and time again
 I wouldn't be alive
 If it wasn't for the summer of 1975
 It'll never be
 It'll never be the same
 Yeah, everyone gets a moment when
 It'll never be the same again
 Someday I'll write down
 If it's okay, I won't change the names
 I don't know how the story ends
 But I know that it began this way
 This kind of thing, you can't be told
 This kind of thing, you won't be taught
 And she said time and time again
 I wouldn't be alive
 If it wasn't for the summer of 1975
 It'll never be
 It'll never be the same
 Yeah, everyone gets a moment when
 It'll never be the same again
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 This kind of love, you can't be told
 This kind of love, you won't be taught
 It'll never be
 It'll never be the same
 It'll never be the same again
 It'll never be
 It'll never be the same
 And everyone gets a moment when
 It'll never be the same again
 And she said time and time again
 I wouldn't be alive
 If it wasn't for the summer of 1975
 
 I woke up to greeting cards from people I don't know
 I woke up to blue above and blue below these wooden floors
 This kind of thing, you can't be told
 This kind of thing, you won't be taught
 
 I drove home, the interstate
 Wishing I had learned to fly
 She's my Canadian girl
 On the fifth day of July
 This kind of thing, you can't be told
 This kind of thing, you won't be taught
 And she said time and time again
 I wouldn't be alive
 If it wasn't for the summer of 1975
 It'll never be
 It'll never be the same
 Yeah, everyone gets a moment when
 It'll never be the same again
 Someday I'll write down
 If it's okay, I won't change the names
 I don't know how the story ends
 But I know that it began this way
 This kind of thing, you can't be told
 This kind of thing, you won't be taught
 And she said time and time again
 I wouldn't be alive
 If it wasn't for the summer of 1975
 It'll never be
 It'll never be the same
 Yeah, everyone gets a moment when
 It'll never be the same again
 ♪
 This kind of love, you can't be told
 This kind of love, you won't be taught
 It'll never be
 It'll never be the same
 It'll never be the same again
 It'll never be
 It'll never be the same
 And everyone gets a moment when
 It'll never be the same again
 And she said time and time again
 I wouldn't be alive
 If it wasn't for the summer of 1975