Indian Summer

Indian Summer…
the day that I met you,
those nights how I tried but
couldn’t forget you…
And though the time for
regrets is behind us,
the bittersweet season
returns to remind us
that old ties still bind us.

Indian Summer…
the year’s golden evening.
good time for goodbye;
a good time for leaving.
That feeling that loss waits
just off the horizon
that’s only the echo,
distant and random,
of dreams you’ve abandoned.

[Instrumental]

Indian Summer
the quiet finale –
A smile as you turn to
return to your family
these days, these last days of
our time spent together
these hours beside you
I always will treasure
I’ll love you forever

Indian Summer…
Indian Summer…

[to fade]

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