It makes me smile
   To think of what we dreamed of
  
   Where are those sons of summer now
   With their wild-haired women in their
   patchwork gowns
   Who could laugh the lights away
   Nights on the beach and bay
  
   The course on farms
   And the course in the bar
   Sweet smokin' in the back of the car
   Always the first time shines to last like a morning star
   Like a morning star
  
   It's been a while since the last time we were dancing
   Where are those sons of summer now
   With their long-limber ladies who all knew how
   To chase the blues away
   I've got the blues today
  
   Your ivy days and your clubhouse ways
   Wine mug nights when the music played
   Love that is real will not fade away like a morning star
  
   Where are those sons of summer now
   The winter has come
   And you don't know how to turn your
   Dreams into coal
   Your books won't hold you
   The woods get cold
   And I feel too old
   I begin to question your schoolboy soul
   Clever remarks that once won my heart
   When the fire won't light they lose their spark
   And I can't help but get a little bit blue
   thinking about the precious nothing we
   Once knew