Old love haunts me in the morning La da da da da da da da di Old love haunts in the evening When the remnants of pictures come alive
I told you that I loved you I laid the summer down Come all your careless wanderers By the lake with the days of ruin
When I first saw you in the sunshine With the speckles and flaxen in your eyes When I first saw you in the moonlight It is true that I thought that I might die
I told you that I loved you By the lake with the summer gone Come all your careless wanderers By the lake with the days of ruin