Our Summer - All About Eve

(..) might have passed you by now
And it's a cold December
In the heat of next July (now)
Will you or won't you remember

 Our summer
 Will come again
 Our Summer
 Will melt the ice again

Gypsy whispers with her wild eyes
(So heavy-handed with the heather)
She says a change of heart lies
With a change in the weather

 Our summer
 Will come again
 Our Summer
 Will melt the ice again