Song Name: Indian Summer

Songwriter: Sarah B

Copyright: 1999

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Lyrics:

Football on the campus green
colors like you've never seen
in a tackle you're caught in between
laughin, all your crimes forgotten
a little beer, a lotta laughter
one more fresh air dinner after
when you find yourself just lookin at her
remembering kisses, soft and sure as cotton

But it's not love; it's indian summer
it looks like love, but you're already gone
Just for a day you can suspend disbelief
just for a moment you are bathed in relief
but just as fast as the leaves fall you remember
you said your goodbyes back in September
it's not love… it's not love… it's indian summer

the phone calls, well, they've all been made
new plans are already laid
you've packed your things and moved them
now is not the time to flounder
and you know grief can make you blind
and sometimes you might look behind
thinking you should among all of those
friends who gather round her

But it's not love; it's indian summer
it feels like love, but she's already gone
Just for a day you can suspend disbelief
just for a moment you are bathed in relief
but just as fast as the leaves fall you remember
you said your goodbyes back in September
it's not love… it's not love… it's indian summer

the seasons change… and in those first few weeks
they falter
as if their path to the next could by sheer force of will
be altered
like if you close your eyes and get on your knees
where you can't see or hear or smell the trees
if you can stay unaware of the chill in the breeze
that brushes through your hair
you can kid yourself
you can tell yourself
with ease
that summer isn't goin anywhere

you know it's not love; it's indian summer
it feels like love, but it's already gone
Just for a day you can suspend disbelief
just for a moment you are bathed in relief
but just as fast as the leaves fall you remember
you said your goodbyes back in September
it's not love… it's not love… it's indian summer