Until I spent three years away I never knew why the people say
When I got home on that rainy day I knew which way my life was pointing to It was pointing back at you again
I never thought you would last so long I've tried to write some songs
What I recall are shadows in the moonlight In the summertime I feel the warmth of the sun Although I may never have won
Until I spent three years away I never knew why the people say
When I got home on that rainy day I knew which way my life was pointing to It was pointing back at you again
Pointing back at you again It was pointing back at you again.