Summer here is over in a million different ways 
You look like a dream sometimes, but I don't dream these days 
Yesterday the snow fell, by four o'clock it thawed 
And last night making love to you, well honey, it was such a fraud 

'Cos you can find yourself a lover 
You can find yourself a home 
You can want no other ever 
But it's never too late to be alone 

So everything is settled or so we do pretend 
>From a beautiful beginning babe to a muted kind of end 
And our separate possessions are shuffled up on shelves 
Like our fingers lock together when we talk about ourselves 

You can find yourself one day staring into space 
With a suitcase waiting by the door 
You can think you've got it made 'til it hits you in the face 
That these are not the people you want to be before 

Summer here is over, you can feel it in the air 
>From the down-town shells to the upland hills 
The chill is everywhere