Our Summer

How cruel am I to pass you by now And it's a cold December In the heat of next July now Will you or won't you remember Our summer Will come again Our Summer Melts the ice again Gypsy whispers with her wild eyes So heavy-handed with the heather She says a change of heart lies With the change in the weather Our summer Will come again Our Summer Melts the ice again {The darkest night has a morning The coldest winters melt to spring A skyful of honeybees swarming Could you swear you never felt a thing }