Summer Days - Angela Bofill

Into the night the aging sun begins to fade

And I’ll be thinking about you and the summer love we made

But all the memories don’t really mean a thing

Too many sad ones and the food ones were few and far between

What happened yesterday is gone with the wind

Summer days and moonlit nights

Through the waves and hold me tight

Turn around and summer’s almost gone

Turnaround and summer’s almost gone

What is the used of chasing rainbows though the air

It’s an illusion of grandeur a fugitive affair

And all of the promises don’t really mean a thing

So few remaining unbroken and the heartaches that they bring

The leaves begin to fall and talk to the wind

Summer days and moonlit nights

Through the waves and hold me tight

Turn around and summer’s almost gone

Summer days and moonlit nights

Through the waves and hold me tight

Turn around and summer’s almost gone

Turn around and summer’s almost gone

Hmm hmm, hmm hmm, hmm hmm, hmm-mm

(repeat and fade)