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Call me the devil, call me an angel Sometimes I'm caught in two Been riding these streets much too long Feel like coming home Coming home Coming home All summer, back in winter, we could kick it All summer, back in winter, we could kick it I feel the breeze coming on, huh I feel the breeze coming strong Wanna share this truth (with you) Everywhere I go, always thinking of the way Back home No matter where I go, always thinking of the way Back home Everywhere I go, always thinking of the way Back home No matter where I go, always thinking of the way Back home All summer, back in winter, we could kick it All summer, back in winter, we could kick it All summer, back in winter, we could kick it All summer, back in winter, we could kick it From Letras Mania