SPOKEN: You know, I've never been as happy as I was that morning We were walking along the beach a little like this one It was a rare kind of autumn day that you only find in North America Over there they call it "Indian summer" What it was just our summer And I can see you now in your long dress Looking like a beautiful water-colour And I can remember what I told you that morning A year ago A thousand years ago Think of me, when this is just a memory Will you still belove in me When the summer is gone? All my life the taste of you will fill my life Even when the summer is gone... SPOKEN: Today I'm far away of not-autumn morning But it's almost as if I was there I'm thinking of you. Where are you? What are you doing? Do I still exist for you? I'm like a wave drawn by the moon Slipping back on the sand, remembering high tides Remembering the happiness in the sun shining over the sea A thousand years ago Or was it just last year? Think of me, when this is just a memory Will you still belove in me When the summer is gone? All my life the taste of you will fill my life Even when the summer is gone...