Days are turning shorter
Nights are turning cool
And the harvest moon
Is waiting for the fall

Wind is blowing harder I hear someone cry
Ghosts dance past our room, I swear that it's you
Shadows of you
Coming down the hall

Please come home
When the summer's over
I'm not as strong as the trees
Don't make me wait 'til mid-October
Please come home
When the summer's over

The leaves outside are dying, trying to hang on
And so am I inside, Oh I wish that I
If only I
Could be with you

Please come home
When the summer's over
I'm not as strong as the trees
Don't make me wait 'til mid-October
Please come home
When the summer's over

Lyrics taken from cd insert.

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