I take in your words, too soft in size

And you said "I thought I would always have the time to do with that"

There are branches in your eyes (branches in your eyes)Like the blood from a sunset in July

I can′t wait till summer's gone and passed us by

I can′t wait till summer's gone and passed us by

May the world turn and turn until you shine

But you know, you know I know

That nothing's fine

(But you know, you know I know that nothing′s fine)