When summer’s sun is burning,
Spring’s new green away,
Meet me by the weeping trees;
Promise me you’ll stay.
When evening skies are bleeding,
Into pools of grey,
Lie upon the rocky shores;
Take my breath away.
When all the lights are leaving,
And night replaces day,
If I could just keep breathing,
Here with you I’d stay.
When some day you look back here,
See my face and know,
Some hearts are truly broken,
Some souls just have to go.
