Days are turning shorter
Nights are turning cool
And the harvest moon
Is waiting for the fall
Wind is blowing harder I hear someone cry
Ghosts dance past our room, I swear that it's you
Shadows of you
Coming down the hall
Please come home
When the summer's over
I'm not as strong as the trees
Don't make me wait 'til mid-October
Please come home
When the summer's over
The leaves outside are dying, trying to hang on
And so am I inside, Oh I wish that I
If only I
Could be with you
Please come home
When the summer's over
I'm not as strong as the trees
Don't make me wait 'til mid-October
Please come home
When the summer's over