The summer wind came blowin' in from across the sea.
It lingered there to touch your hair and walk with me.
All summer long we sang a song and then we strolled that golden sand.
Two sweethearts and the summer wind.
Like painted kites, those days and nights went flyin' by.
The world was new beneath a blue umbrella sky.
Then, softer than the piper man, one day it called to you.
I lost you to the summer wind.
The autumn wind and the winter winds have come and gone,
and still the days, those lonely days, go on and on.
And guess who sighs his lullabies through nights that never end,
my fickle friend, the summer wind.
The summer wind.
The summer wind.
The summer wind.