I walked out
Onto wet and empty streets
With no one around

But the nightingale’s sweet sound
And I thought all about
Summer days in June

The way you looked at me
When I looked at you


It's all gone now
You're not around


I know you'd say it's too cliche
For me to write a song about those summer days


I still see you
Looking up at me
The pushing back your hair

As you fall asleep

You were so

Beautiful

I know you'd say it's too cliche

For me to write a song about those summer days
But I can never love the way
You look with the sun on your face


I still hear your voice saying I'll be home soon
And I still feel you like the warmest day in June


I know you'd say it's too cliche
For me to write a song about those summer days

But I can never love the way
You look with the sun on your face


(Repeat until fade)