Summer holidays,
I bid romance adieu.
Locked my heart away

One sunny day
To keep it true
For romance is a thing

That blooms in the spring,
Then hides from the summer sun.
Birds an bees

And things like these
Take their pleasures when the autumn comes.
(Nice to see you, how ya doin! )


Pulled the curtains down,
Turned my eyes from the sky

For the August breeze
Brings memories
Of days gone by.

Surely nothing to fear
From gossip I hear,
But what is this ache inside?

Is it just my foolish pride?

* Hell or heaven

Which way will romance lay?
News at seven
Not even they can say

So I'll wait for the fall
When once again you call
And once more I hear you say

You love me as I love you.

Surely nothing to fear

From rumors I hear,
As scandalous as they seem.
Or is this a foolish dream?


* repeat


Rumors come, and rumors go
Foolish as a summer snow,
You'll return to me, I know...