Winter's Memory Of Summer

Faster, Sarah lets run
From disaster, Sarah come on
And take your heart from your sleeve
Leave behind the bruising strings
That made him old before you could get hold
(And) now winters memory of summer is cold I say
Faster, Sarah lets run
From disaster, Sarah come on
And take your heart from your sleeve
It’s a lock to a thief
Now here we are with the scars on your arm
But I ask you, I ask you
Don’t you think that we’ve found L.O.V.E.
So don’t lose it for me, we’ve got L.O.V.E.
No, don’t lose it
And take your heart from your sleeve
Leave behind the failing trees
That crowd you so, turned the neighbourhood gold
Until winters memory of summer was cold
Believe me, believe me
We’ll run again, run again, run again
Night, all night, all night
Oh I can hardly wait until we get there…
Beneath the morning sun a crowd is forming
No I can hardly wait until we get there…
And see my favourite face awake in summer