Tales of the old

Of the secrets we hold

I want to be well

Lucky to even feel

Love at all

Words run like a race

And maybe I spoke to late

You try and erase

Every memory every shape

But I host them in place

And tales of the old no

Of the secrets we hold

I want to be well

And may I've never feel

Love at all

It's the song that everyone sings

It's the song that everyone sings

It's the song that everyone sings

Where have I gone

And where have you gone

Take me back to summer time

Endless love and endless wine

I want you

I want you

Take me back to summer time

Endless love and endless wine

I want you

I want you