There’s little more for her to tell
The summer smoothes the restless sky
The summer knows, the summer’s wise
And lovingly she warms the sand, on which you lie
Tells the moon to wait and the sun to linger
And if you’ve learned your lesson well
And if you’ve learned your lesson well
And so she takes her summertime
One last caress, it’s time to dress, for fall
Twists the world round her summer finger
She sees the doubts within your eyes
There’s little more for her to tell
Lets you see the wonder of it all