Summer holidays, I bid romance adieu. Locked my heart away One sunny day To keep it true For romance is a thing That blooms in the spring, Then hides from the summer sun. Birds an bees And things like these Take their pleasures when the autumn comes. (Nice to see you, how ya doin!)
Pulled the curtains down, Turned my eyes from the sky For the August breeze Brings memories Of days gone by. Surely nothing to fear From gossip I hear, But what is this ache inside? Is it just my foolish pride?
Hell or heaven Which way will romance lay? News at seven Not even they can say So I'll wait for the fall When once again you call And once more I hear you say You love me as I love you.
Surely nothing to fear From rumours I hear, As scandalous as they seem. Or is this a foolish dream?
Hell or heaven, Which way will romance lay? News at seven Not even they can say So I'll wait for the fall When once again you call And once more I hear you say You love me as I love you.
Rumours come, and rumours go Foolish as a summer snow, You'll return to me, I know...
