Out amongst the fields and trees
Yellow corn, fat bumblebees pass by
With the river chilling bottles of cider
Through the leafy purple shirt of cotton
Rose bay, willow herb, walk home...
With the feeling of it ending inside ya'

You look back and you look back and you look back to yesterday
Golden summer, care free fun, event less summer holiday
Summer spent and you resent pursuit of things that pass away... too soon

Ain't it always the way?

Like bumblebees with their wings worn out will die
Like black dust, black dust we'll blow away
Saw the first of autumn hues
Of trees once green
Back to school too soon
Wish the summer could have lasted forever

Although some years have passed since then
I still hate signs saying get your pens and uniforms
And the summer I left don't feel the same now

You look back and you look back and you look back to yesterday
Golden summer, care free fun, event less summer holiday
Summer spent and you resent pursuit of things that pass away... too soon

Ain't it always the way?

You look back and you look back and you look back to yesterday
Golden summer, care free fun, event less summer holiday
Summer spent and you resent pursuit of things that pass away... too soon

Ain't it always the way?