It was one of those summer's 

lasting forever 

making the winter wait 

a summer of music and passion 

the summer of '78 

you appeared like the summer 

sudden and perfect 

and not a day too late 

I swear there was music when I found you 

that summer of '78 

it seem we floated through the days 

and nights were always filled with stars 

and it seemed every song they played on the radio 

was ours 

it was one of those summer's 

only for lovers 

touched by the hand of faith 

and now when the winter's are long 

I remember the summer of '78