Into Blue - Frankie Rose

I remember every summer by the lake

Where the moon met the shore on walks we take

Getting into all the trouble we could find

And the bruised and battered knees it left behind

Into blue, next to you

Into blue, you left me holding on

Sitting in that ugly chair you gave to me

You said time for me to go ill let you be

Now its difficult at losing track of time

Vertical living on a single line

Into blue, next to you

Into blue, you left me holding on

Into blue, next you

Into blue, you left me holding on