Listen to the moon
Singing its silent song of broken dreams
(Lay) beneath the sun
And days of fun long ago
Now I think of those
Long nights of summer
Long nights of summer
That's how it used to be
It [bad word] back to me

Everything is gone
Every hope, every dream
How we used to build castles in the air
What would the future bring
How we wished on those
Long nights of summer
Long nights of summer
Thoughts that were once so clear
Gone now that winter's here

And now the love of spring
we felt would live an age
lies like the dying flowers
now that the season's changed

Nothing left of love
Only sad memories still remain
But hope still lingers on
after the winter is [bad word] spring again
Long nights of summer
Long nights of summer
Forgetting the hurt before
learning to love once more

That's how it used to be
It [bad word] back to me