With hopes my heart
Well, the summer is coming to an end
I sure must cry
Well, I know you don't want to go back
Simply the roses exude
The perfume they steal from you, oh
To see my sad eyes
And, who knows, you dreamed my dreams
I sure must cry
Well, I know you don't want to go back
Simply the roses exude
The perfume they steal from you, oh
To see my sad eyes
And, who knows, you dreamed my dreams