I know we'll be lovers again, darling I know we'll be lovers again It's a matter of time The one in the end, I was your friend Till you see that I'm I got pictures of you in funny poses Letters from you with pressed yellow roses I've got souvenirs of fun

But you're still in Treading water I can't keep my head above ground (I can't keep my head above ground, can't keep my head) Could it be we got lost in the summer? Well I know you know that it's over You can drift along You've got the time The rest of us