Barry Manilow
Barry Manilow - The Summer Of '78 lyrics
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lasting forever making the winter wait. A summer of music and passion the summer of '78. You appeared like the summer sudden and perfect and not a day too late. I swear there was music when I found you that summer of '78. It seemed we floated through the days and nights were always filled with stars. And it seemed every song that they played on the radio was ours. It was one of those summers only for lovers touched by the hand of fate. And now when winter's are long I remember the summer of '78