And when I see your sunlit eyes it turns my laughter into stone
I wait a single hour before the light unreal and alone
Summer's waxing in the air the meadows stretch and onwards to Saint James square Oh my mind's astray
I dream of you each fevered night the stars are cold and singing in an august sky that breaks into the day
Are you really in the lonely evening light
That falls in shadows to the ground
And when I wake enchanted and alone
I don't know where to turn my eyes
Summer's waxing in the air the meadows stretch and onwards to Saint James square Oh my mind's astray
An afternoon on Saturday before the stars can shine upon the streets of grey and you and I go home
And when I see your sunlit eyes it turns my laughter into stone
I wait a single hour before the light unreal and alone