歌词
Are you going, are you going my fading light?
Where you going, where you going?
It's cold at night without your light
The sound of the night rings blue
Oh, and they'll sit inside, they'll sit inside until you appear
Oh, and flowers hide and she'll hide until you are near
You make things clear
Through the seam of the curtain blind
In the summer sun, my mind will settle
In the summer sun, roses and their petals seem to grow
The city's gold, but so cold, are you there?
Let her swirl around, all around, the warm, warm air
I feel you there, beating glare is on my face
They'll sit inside, they'll sit inside until you appear
Oh, and flowers hide and she will hide until you are near
You make things clear
But through the seam of the curtain blind
In the summer sun, my mind will settle
In the summer sun, roses and their petals seem to grow
In the summer, my mind will settle
In the summer sun, roses and their petals seem to grow
Written by: Henry Stansall, Rupert Stansall
