Summer time, another prime
How I wondered why, it took so long to see you back here
In our lives, we've lived and died, about a thousand times
But that won't carry on come next week no...
Golden years, we've spent right here, and ample tears from the garden in your eyes
Are welling up, wish that time would stop
So we could say enough when our bodies say we're ready, no
It's been so fun but alas
Good things weren't built to last
But every light will someday die oh why I wanna feel long to feel so young again
I thought this was our prime...