Rebecca Martin
Rebecca Martin
Rebecca Martin
Rebecca Martin
Rebecca Martin
Rebecca Martin
Rebecca Martin
Rebecca Martin
Rebecca Martin
Rebecca Martin
Rebecca Martin
Rebecca Martin
Rebecca Martin
All the summer long there was a choice to make
A face amongst the crowd, the sun was beating down
You’ve come to far to up and go
Believe me when I tell you so
Just before the dawn there was a calling out
Everyone stood eyes and ears and gaping mouths
You’ve come to far to up and go
Believe me when I tell you so