Two Weeks Last Summer - Dave Cousins

The dancing flames grow low

Burning embers start to glow

Pictures soon will fade

Pictures that the flames have made

Your hazy wistful face

Suddenly is gone without a trace

Summer days all float downstream

Wondering where the day has been

Boats that sail away at night

Come the day have sailed far out of sight

Reminiscing summer walks

Empty glances moonlit talks

Candy floss and ice cream cones

Discotheques and rolling stones

Passing fancies fly away

Empty shadows on a sunlit bay

Summer days all float downstream

Wondering where the day has been

Boats that sail away at night

Come the day have sailed far out of sight

Summer days all float downstream

Wondering where the day has been

Boats that sail away at night

Come the day have sailed far out of sight