tear tear tear
off your skin 
whats there within.
life on wooden swings
when all was young,
with summer tongues.
i i i 
don't care to know
whose been before.
oh we could stand to run
nev'r look back at trains or tracks
and i'll kiss you in london
love you in france 
sunsets in germany
spain we could slowdance,
somewhere outside,
somewhere outside.
wake wake wake 
from lover's kept, on slumbers bed
your white like ghosts
so innocent, so innocent.
days in quiet'r homes
when life was young,
with summer tongues.
is this what you saw,
year ago
and farther from homes.
and i'll kiss you in london
love you in france 
sunsets in germany
spain we could slowdance,
somewhere outside,
somewhere outside.
please please please
just come with me
to distant reach
what holds you back 
from walks away
and needs to stay.
there there there
somewhere out there
are rooms to spare
skin paled like before
when life was young,
with summer tongues.