We found love in the summer
and placed our hearts in front.
But feelings fade as we chase them.
Who knew love could run.
Easily found.
Easily lost.
Was love, I know it was.
Sometimes is comes.
In autumn it goes.
But you know, that's summer love.
In love you'll meet someone,
where the days are months.
Then it hides in a long yawn.
It's somewhere you forgot.
Easily found.
Easily lost.
Was love, I know it was.
Summer it comes.
Autumn it goes.
Was love, I know it was.
Easy to grow.
Easier to hurt.
Was love, I know it was.
Sometimes it comes.
Mostly it goes.
But, you know, that's summer love.