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)