作词 : McLagan
Please don't ask me how
I know; the times before
I met you long ago.
If I could sit quite still, the times would pass me by;
I'd sit quite still and pass the time
I have with you.
The summer evening s ?alters? everywhere.
Just like before, we'll meet again, when we can think of long agos and worlds apart that were, but are no more.
Every do-what in my head... x 10