Summer, it came like a light across the highlands and we laid it down. You wore a dress made of light from the islands and we sent postcards home. In dying light this was not to be forgotten ‘cause we are the chosen few. Into the sea with the touch of softest cotton Beneath this angel moon Its been keeping me awake Leaving this behind was my first mistake and I'm not so strong to be satisfied by all the things I've done and the things it threw away. You wrote your name as we lay among the heather. What you left behind Following paths that would lead us both together Let us lose our minds Its been keeping me awake Leaving this behind was my first mistake and I'm not so strong to be satisfied by all the things I've done by the things it threw away. Summer, it fell and it coursed across the highlands and so quickly gone. Your faded dress for years now tied away and silent and the night's late lullaby has been keeping me awake. Leaving this behind was my first mistake and I'm not so strong to be satisfied by all the things I've done by all the things it threw away. By all the things it threw away By all the things it threw away By all the things it threw away