Roger Whittaker Summer Days
Summer Days
Was it yesterday?
That you were such a part of me
Just yesterday?
That you said you had to go and take with you
The very heart of me?
Was it yesterday, just yesterday?
Was it summertime? When we drank the wine of love
so deep and strong.
We thought we would be drunk forever letting life's sweet tender passions roll along,
what went wrong, with our sweet summer song?
Now as I recall, those tawny days of ours we spent like golden coins,
Some kindly angel heaven sent, oh yes we spent,
so recklessly,
Following the paths we found, forever winding, ever free.
And now, now as I recall,
I realize that those summer days, were never our days at all.
Now as I recall, those tawny days of ours we spent like golden coins,
Some kindly angel heaven sent, oh yes we spent,
so recklessly,
Following the paths we found, forever winding, ever free.
And now, now as I recall,
I realize that those summer days, were never our days at all.
