Summer of the century Stretched out beneath an apple tree Yeah, I breath in deep and fall asleep I got the newspapers trashed out beneath my feet
I don't really care at all If we loose or if we fall I know that things can bear off But above it all - we're in love
Summer of the century I looked at you and you smiled back at me You're saying: things are never really bad Well, maybe that was what my life had always glad
I don't really care at all If we loose or if we fall I know that things can bear off But above it all - we're in love
When we lie The telephone rings all the time I just let it die And tell: "It wasn't mine" We're in love
I don't really care at all If we loose or if we fall I know that things can bear off But above it all - we're in love