Indian Summer - Bobby Caldwell

Summer, you old Indian Summer

You’re the tear that comes after June time’s laughter

You’ve seen so many dreams that don’t come true

Dreams we fashioned when summertime is new

You are meant to watch over

Some heart that is broken

By a word that somebody left unspoken

You’re the ghost of a romance in June

Going astray, fading too soon…

That’s why I say,

Farewell, you old Indian Summer

You were meant to watch over

Some heart that was broken

By the words that somebody

Hey, they left unspoken

You’re the ghost of a romance in June

Going astray, fading too soon

That’s why I say

Farewell, to you Indian Summer

You old Indian Summer