The dancing flames grow low, Burning embers start to glow. Pictures soon will fade, Pictures that the flames have made. Your hazy wistful face Suddenly is gone without a trace. Summer days all float downstream, Wondering where the day has been. Boats that sail away at night Come the day have sailed far out of sight. Reminiscing, summer walks, Empty glances, moonlit talks, Candy floss and ice cream cones, Discotheques and Rolling Stones, Passing fancies fly away Empty shadows on a sunlit bay.
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