So when in time this summer ends
I'll sit with you
and hold your hand
and catch your eye
Until earth's warm embrace so lovingly extends
Then wed me to my black-loamed bride
I'll lie with her
she'll comfort me
in dreamless sleep
With autumn's golden harvest untouched at our side
When long the winter nights are past
I'll search for you
to hold your hand
to catch your eye
We'll talk of all our glorious summers long ago at last