Calling out to my yesterdays
In a dream steam rolling in
Thinking back on us again
Songs that you'd sing
All the love
All the love you'd bring
August Nights
On the sorry side
Of the street
Summer showers underway
Washing out all my yesterdays
Like a prize I'll never win
Melodies all soaked in gin
Songs that you'd sing
All the love
All the love you'd bring
August Nights
On the sorry side
Of the street