Music: Anna Eline Østgård Berg
I remember the Montana summers
With drifting nights and skin like silk
Drinking apple cider on the hills
Oh, it was our first taste of love
And you'd pick flowers in the blossoming garden
I used to work down in the field
Love sweltered between the tall apple trees
Felt like we could live forever
Oh, take me back to the Montana summers
To her honey hair and magnolia lips
Haunting eyes and a starry night's kiss
To where the sun paints the sky
On the Montana hills in July
And then September came with rain
You went away as our love dissolved
Between college, work, and long-distance calls
And my young heart fell apart
Oh, take me back to the Montana summers
To her honey hair and magnolia lips
Haunting eyes and a starry night's kiss
To where the sun paints the sky
On the Montana hills in July
Now, you've got a house framed with a white picket fence
And three kids running in the yard
Strange how our memories fade and paths they turn to dust
That's never how I pictured us
Oh, take me back to the Montana Summers
To her honey hair and magnolia lips
Haunting eyes and a starry night's kiss
To where the sun paints the sky
On the Montana hills in July