All I Can Do

This is all I can offer, this is all I can do
The sun is red and low, setting over the bridge where I kissed you

The trees grow near her house; we walked through them as they sway.
I fell and she fell with me, I'll pick her up again someday.

I watched the summer's twilight, I remembered every tear.
On the day the summer's over, I'll leave my worries here.

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