Текст: Matt Wertz. Under Summer Sun. Back In June.

Back in June, when we were so young,
It's gone too soon, befor our love was done.
We had a chance to make it happen,
We had a chance to love somehow.
It could have been so picture perfect,
It's too late to have that now.
Ooh, ooh, ooh.
Yeah, yeah.

Back in June,
Convinced you were the one.
Came the moon, while we waited for the sun.
Picking names out for our children,
I wanted daughters, you wanted sons.
Yeah.
Whispers under constilations,
With the eye looking up.

And I guess we just wanted different things,
Chasing differnet dreams.

And love must have a way of taking what it brings,
Least that's what it seems.
Yeah, yeah.

Back in June,
If I knew all this would happen,
Still chose you,
I wouldn't trade all of our passion.
I can't change the ending,
And I don't want to change your mind.
Yeah.
I've learned lessons in the mending,
And I made it through just fine.
Ooh, ooh, ooh.
Yeah, yeah.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, no, no.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.