Take me back to the cool summer mornings Where the leaves fluttered with the breeze Best friends, there was never a truer pair Of better days there were none
Take me back to the sun’s triumphant return When it’s first rays kiss the tranquil water And spread the heat of passion to the rising world Inviting us all to take part in their romance
When the side of the road was a gateway to our fantasies We were free to dream and free to live Among the playful rhododendron and the staid oak Days melted away with the heat of life
If the wind on my face could bear my spirit I could return once more to this time And be content with the robins and blue jays of above And the rabbit and chipmunk contemplating from below
But, it is not to be, wishful thinking is all For today has its own magic, but no one knows the spell Only yesterday can be uncovered, tomorrow hides anew Under a new sun, who has yet to court the tranquil water.