Afternoon, the August afternoonAs the trees in constant motionWith a clash of silver leavesAs they're rocking in the breezeA boy lies in the grass with one blade stuck between his teethA big sensation quickens in his young and restless heartAnd a bright nameless vision paths him long into defileYou move me, you move meWith your buildings and your eyesAutumn moons and winter skiesYou move me, you move meWith your buildings and your eyesOpen sea and sea lightsBusy streets and dizzy handsCall me, call meThe far-eyed girl in her sun-browned legsDances on the edge of her dreamAnd the voice rings in his earLike the music of last yearThe boy lies in the grass unmovingStaring at the skyHis mother starts to call himAs her heart goes soaring byAnd the boy pulls down his baseball capAnd covers up his eyesThe boy lies in the grass unmovingAs a fast forward, as the sun goes upYou make my days get bloody blueYou move me, you move meWith your buildings and your eyesAutumn moons and winter skiesYou move me, you move meOpen sea and city lightsBusy streets and busy heightsCall me, call meToo many hands on my timeToo many feelingsToo many things on my mindWhen I leave I don't know what I'm hopingTo findAnd when I leave I don't know what I'm leaving behindWhen I leave I don't know what I'm holding to findAnd when I leave I don't know what I'm leaving behindI'm leaving behindI'm leaving behind