Everybody has a dream that maybe haunts them
A dream that follows them into their sleep
I, for one, am always searching through my memories however brief, however small

Remember mid-summer the way we laughed
Like gypsy moths we knew we'd never last
And so we danced and danced and danced again
Knowing for well that we would reach the end

He was a boy in years very close to mine
Young with golden hair and sturdy back
I still see him walking through the village square
With nothing but a Kenyan gunny sack

The evening stars hid us from prying eyes
The fire works lit up the midnight skies
We laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed again
Knowing for well that we would reach the end

Through the years I've taken on some lovers, lovers, more than just a few
Some gave me pleasure others I gave pain and others I left there lying in the rain

Everybody has a dream that maybe haunts them
A dream that follows them throughout their life
I, for one, am always gazing back in time no matter who I'm with I always see his eyes

Remember mid-summer the way we laughed
Like gypsy moths we knew we'd never last
And so we danced and danced and danced again
Knowing for well that we would reach the end

The evening stars hid us from prying eyes
The fire works lit up the midnight skies
We laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed again
Knowing for well that we would reach the end