The leaves turn gold Like memories unfold The air grows crisp And the summer’s kiss It fades from my lips The wind whispers low A triumph of woe As I watch the sun Slowly fade, undone And the summer’s gone The summer’s gone Oh, the summer’s gone (The summer’s gone) (The summer’s gone) I walk through the fields Where the harvest yields A haunting refrain Of a love that’s in vain And the summer’s gone The summer’s gone Oh, the summer’s gone (The summer’s gone) (The summer’s gone) Will the sun rise again And will I feel the rain Will joy ever bloom In this autumn gloom When the summer’s gone The leaves turn gold Like memories unfold The air grows crisp And the summer’s kiss It fades from my lips The summer’s gone The summer’s gone Oh, the summer’s gone (The summer’s gone) (The summer’s gone)
