I couldn’t care less about the ending
I only think about the start
I know the words before you say them
I know those words can break my heart
I wish I could see you standing
In the low, warm summer sun
This race is never to be over
I guess I lost before I begun
The thought of you is moving over
For the soft, warm summer breeze
The thought of you just makes it colder
Just like the heart I have to ease
The sun is gone, it’s getting colder
But my thoughts are still with you
I see your face in every cloud
If only you would see me too