Those Days Of Summer

I've lost sight of the future's ways

My travels lead to my yesterdays

I'm not alone in this memory land

I still see her, I still feel her hand

Those days of summer

Running through the rain to the bales of straw

We tumble in a heap and we laugh

As we have never laughed before

Settling for the night the very best we can

We fumble in our sleep, safe again,

No-one would ever find us here at all

Think of all the things we'd do

If we could do them anew

She's the train that I never took

The fading face with the goodbye look

She's the ghost of the seasons past

The very first who will be the last

These days of summer

Running through the rain to the bales of straw

We tumble in a heap and we laugh

As we've never laughed before

Settling for the night the very best we can

We fumble in our sleep, safe again,

No-one would ever find us here at all