When the winter winds blow cold and I start to know I'm old I remember things we did in the summer of my life Things we thought and things we dreamed how one likely they've all seemed Yet they warm the days I live in the summer of my life Laughing crying each to each tender hands can easy reach Private things we used to say I still recall today Now those golden days're gone still my love goes on and on Love I shared with you when love was there so new what happened to we two In the summer of my lifeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
