Pull, pull, pull[1] as long as
your lungs can still hold you
Who, who would we be
If we never indulged our Ego in the slightest
And you say, you have no fear of death
With that begins a new chapter, and then it starts again
You smile and I cry a tear in your lap
It's going to be great, It's going to be great
Until the Summer comes again
Please don't ever let me go
When the leaves fall again
Hold me tight in your lap
Far, far, further away
Are we just a pair of many too many millions?
Everything has a reason[2]
Zooming in will always be worthwhile
And you say, you have no fear of death
With that begins a new period, and then it starts again
You smile and I cry a tear in your lap
It's going to be great, It's going to be great
Until the Summer comes again
Please don't ever let me go
When the leaves fall again
Hold me tight in your lap
"Well now really, when we go back to falling in love
And say it's crazy, falling, you see
We don't say rising into love
There's in it the idea of the fall
And uh this goes back as a matter of fact
To extremely fundamental things
That, there it's always a curious tie at some point
Between the fall and the creation
Taking this ghastly risk, uh, is the condition of there being life“
Until the Summer comes again
Please don't ever let me go