I'm giving weight to circumstance
You'd swear that I'm hopeless
This time just isn't like the rest

I said that last time, last time too

This could be, this could be
Over, the summer is almost gone
This could be history
It's over, the clouds are breaking now

All that is seperating us
Years or minutes
Somedays I can't wait for the end
Somedays I can't wait for the end
Prospectives changing, changing again

This could be, this could be
Over, the summer is almost gone
This could be history
It's over, the clouds are breaking now

And all of the looks that you keep on giving me
Are curing me
And some of the words that I say
Are so naive, forgive me
I'm giving weight to circumstance
You'd swear I'm hopeless

This could be, this could be
Over, the summer is almost gone
This could be history
It's over, the clouds are breaking now
This could be, this could be
Over, over

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