Watch her go, little blondie, on the bike she rode
Around the corner and then out of sight
Another life gone by
Hear him crow about the changes that he wants to know
He don't understand that they come slow
Blow by blow
And if summer means new love
They all will end, they must, and
I will wait for you in August
A hopeful sun is climbing higher as the day's begun
It's like no other for anyone, anyone
My wheels will spin round and round outside an old engine
But you know nothing about the state I'm in
Or where I've been
And if summer means new love
They all will end, they must, and
I will wait for you in August