Voices singing in the alley
Driving home one Sunday morning
I was crying all alone
I was crying on the phone
Ooooh ooooh ooooh oooooh
You were somewhere on a beach
You were somewhere out of reach
You didn't hear me when I call
You didn't hear me when I fall
I always knew this day would come
Drowning in the august sun
One day you're here the next you're gone
I guess I knew it all along
After summer comes the fall
I saw you once then you went cold
Just like the winter frost has come
I guess I knew it all along