And when I see your sunlit eyes, it turns my laughter into stone
I wait a single hour before the light unreal and alone
Summer's waxing in the air the meadows stretch
And onwards to St. James' Square, oh, my mind's astray
I dream of you each fevered night the stars are cold
And singing in an August sky that breaks into the day
Are you really in the lonely evening light
That falls in shadows to the ground
And when I wake enchanted and alone
I don't know where to turn my eyes
Summer's waxing in the air the meadows stretch
And onwards to St. James' Square, oh, my mind's astray
An afternoon on Saturday before the stars
Can shine upon the streets of gray and you and I go home
And when I see your sunlit eyes, it turns my laughter into stone
I wait a single hour before the light unreal and alone