A F#m D A A F#m In the lamp light on Locust Street with the party far behind D A No sound but the beat of her heart and mine A F#m The smell of her hair was my first breath and her lips were my first kiss D A And my first step was a headlong dive E A D I couldn't keep myself from falling so she taught me to fly A E D And I was born in the summer of '7 A F#m In the morning light she wore my coat and all I wanted to know D A Was she trembling from the feeling or the cold A F#m As the sleepy small town came to life I saw the answer in her eyes D A And knew I'd always have her hand to hold E A D Now somethings don't need saying you just feel 'em deep inside A E D The way I felt in the summer of '7 E D A Now all that seems like yesterday how the time slips away F#m A The blinding speed will leave you feeling cold E D A So when I feel the hands of time tugging at this life of mine F#m D E I reach for the warmest thing to hold A F#m D A A F#m A light still shines on Locust Street somewhere back in time D A And I wake up to the beat of her heart and mine A F#m And I reach out and touch her hair just to know that she's still there D A And the dream I had is still by my side E A D I might not make church on Sunday but I thank the Lord each night A E D That I was born in the summer of '7 A E D Yeah I was born in the summer of '7