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