A new cold breeze in the air Wish I could take you up there Where we would drown in the sun But summertime is gone
A chilly wind through my spine And heavy clouds in decline Winter's work has begun And summertime is gone
And I wanna see you once again And I wanna touch you once again Oh, this is what dreams are made of My, oh my These soothing times The summer wine Summertime is gone
Now clouds are hanging low And paint the land in snow The equinox is through and done And summertime is gone
I dream a little dream of summer days And spread my wings of dreams to leave this place With summershine and dreams for two One for me and one for you I dream a little dream of summer days
One, two, three, four
Sons and daughters Troubled waters A stench of burned gasoline Silicon and Codeine Flooded highlands in misty haza Mudslides and suicides Earthquakes and gamma rays Devilish acts of God above Carried to heaven by a dirty white dove And in the corner there's a broken man His fingers are on the trigger now And as the smell of dying embers And rusty strings on his bow A sound explodes and fills the room And echoes beyond these walls of doom Until it vanishes up in the air With nothing more to come Yeah, we must aim for the stars and we are gonna get up high We must build another tower and make it though the fires We must sail the seven seas now the water abound We shall cease the deceased until the angels come around With noting more to come...