Angela Bofill
Summer Days
Into the night
The aging sun begins to fade
And I’ll be thinking about you
And the summer love we made

But all the memories don’t really mean a thing
Too many sad ones
And the food ones were few and far between
What happened yesterday is gone with the wind

Summer days and moonlit nights
Through the waves and hold me tight
Turn around and summer’s almost gone
Turn around and summer’s almost gone

What is the used of chasing rainbows through the air
It’s an illusion of grandeur
A fugitive affair
And all of the promises don’t really mean a thing

So few remaining unbroken
And the heartaches that they bring
The leaves begin to fall
And talk to the wind

Summer days and moonlit nights
Through the waves and hold me tight
Turn around and summer’s almost gone

Summer days and moonlit nights
Through the waves and hold me tight
Turn around and summer’s almost gone
Turn around and summer’s almost gone

Hmm hmm, hmm hmm
Hmm hmm, hmm-mm