Lyrics:

McLagan

Please don't ask me how I know
the times before I met you long ago
If I could sit quite still, the times would pass me by
I'd sit quite still and pass the time I have with you.

The summer evening s??alters? everywhere.

Just like before, we'll meet again, when we can think of long agos and worlds apart that were, but are no more.

Every do-what in my head...