Lyrics:

I'm tired of telling our story
Tired of telling it your way
Yeh I know what I saw
I know that I found the floor

Before you take my heart, will you consider
Before you take my heart, will you consider
I've opened the door
I've opened the door

refrain:
Here comes the summer's son
He burns my skin
I ache again
I'm over you

I thought I had a dream to hold
Maybe that has gone
Your hands reach out and touch me still