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