Vane Lily - The Summer That Never Came

I'm sorry that we never had that picnic
I’m sorry we never saw that place
I'm sorry that I could never say
How much you blossomed joy with ever single day

And as I wander through this winter wasteland
These fuzzy memories keep me ablaze
The flowers wilt under gentle sunlight
As tears crystalize along my frigid face

I still remember that cold October
The rusted trees lined up down the street
We shared a glance through the amber leaves
Flustered fumbling through fickle feelings

It kinda made me wanna paint a portrait
It kinda made me wanna hide and cry
It kinda showed that life can still grow
In the aftermath of reaping what you sow

We neatly built a garden
Each flower representing our memories
They bloomed and soon the summer grew
To symbolize how much you mean to me

The gentle way you speak
Has me all wrapped up
In these wistful fantasies
But now my world is crumbling
So if you could say you could say you hate me
If you could burn me at the stake
I'd rather feel this way
Over an old forgotten spring mistake
But every day without you reminds me of your sunlit gaze
And the summer that never came

I still remember that cold December
The barren trees lined up down the street
We shared a glance through the rotten leaves
Flustered fumbling through fickle feelings

It kinda made me wanna paint a portrait
It kinda made me wanna hide and cry
It kinda showed that life can still grow
Even if the circumstances aren’t quite right

That overflowing garden
It bore us endless dreams without a simple means
They bloomed but soon the summer grew
To symbolize the harsh reality

Hey, in another life
I just know we're out there
Laughing carelessly
Oh God, the blooms are withering
I wonder if you hate me
I wonder if you'd say the same
I wonder if I'm making that one old, forgotten spring mistake
But as these seasons cluster
I know through the changing days
We'll be okay

So if you could say you could say you hate me
If you could burn me at the stake
I'd rather feel this way
Over an old forgotten spring mistake
But every day without you reminds me of your sunlit gaze
And the summer that never came

I'm sorry that we never had that picnic
I'm sorry we never saw that place
I’m sorry that I could never say
How much you blossomed joy with ever single day

And as I wander through this winter wasteland
These fuzzy memories keep me ablaze
The flowers wilt under gentle sunlight
As tears crystalize along my frigid face

I’m sorry that we never had that picnic
I'm sorry we never saw that place