We didn't think of an ending to our play
All summer long nights of wine, days of song
It couldn't last, our ageing sun had to go
I will always remember you
Watching the waves in the wind
The beach dogs hiding from the rain
Suddenly my colours have turned to grey
Will I ever see your face again
And all winter long I will walk my lonely road
Waiting for you and your return
I will always remember you
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