B.w. Stevenson August Evening Lady
And in the middle of an August evening
You can't see her fly
The times when she was believin'
Love is showin' in his eyes
He sang her songs of givin'
He sang her songs of life
Till the day he dropped by just to say goodbye
Please don't leave me alone
Please believe me
I'll die if you are gone
And the clouds will have passed by her window
Could not stay by her side
The (new of love) she worshipped
