Trees swaying in the summer breeze, Showing off their silver leaves as we walk by. Soft kisses on a summer day, Laughing all our cares away, Just you and I. Sweet, sleepy warmth of summer nights, Gazing at the distant light in the starry sky. They say that all the things must end someday, All the leaves must fade. But don't you know that it hurts me so, To say goodbye to you. We shouldn't have to go, No, no, no, no. And when the rain, Beats against my window pane, I'll think of summer days again, And dream of you. They say that all the things must end someday, All the leaves must fade. But don't you know that it hurts me so, To say goodbye to you. We shouldn't have to go, No, no, no, no. And when the rain, Beats against my window pane, I'll think of summer days again, And dream of you. And dream of you.