The warm nights cooling, the cool days fair
The hot, dry winds paint the autumn air
Time comes a falling, time turns the moon
Somehow the summer ended too soon
The long day's luxury, the liquid light
The way you held me into the night
Time comes a calling, time turns the moon
Somehow the summer ended too soon
The seasons change, I feel the slide
The summer glass to winter glide
The sunlight falls, I feel your eyes
Leaves me wanting, leaves me wanting you
The sizzling sidewalks, a simmering heat
Your hand to hold by the hour so sweet
Time comes a parting, time turns the moon
Somehow the summer ended too soon
The seasons change, I feel the slide
The summer glass to winter glide
The sunlight falls, I feel your eyes
Leaves me wanting, leaves me wanting you
It’s hard to work my working ways
Longer nights and darker days
Winter light enough to see
Your face, your face before me
The daring dreaming, the endless days
We walk toward them, they move away
Time waits for no one, time turns the moon
Somehow the summer ended too soon
Somehow the summer ended too soon
Summers End was written by Tret Fure.
Summers End was produced by Teresa Trull.