Storm clouds rush the shore, ocean fills with tears,
Life speeds up, and time rolls by; minutes measure up to years,
Sun breaks through the clouds, blinking briefly on the bay,
Casting diamonds here and there, just before it slips away.

Last day of summer drifts out on the wind,
Never returning, still it's not the end,
It's just the last day of summer,
Wake up from the dream,
Life goes on until it's gone,
Night is never empty as it seems.

As the shadows fall, somewhere someone lights a fire,
Dancing like a distant sun, like a walker on a wire.

Last day of summer drifts out on the wind,
Never returning, still it's not the end,
It's just the last day of summer,
Wake up from the dream,
Life goes on until it's gone,
Night is never empty as it seems.

Sunset has no hidden meaning, only beauty, silent as time,
Melting slowly into the sea,
Stars, like angels, rise and shine.

Last day of summer drifts out on the wind,
Never returning, still it's not the end,
It's just the last day of summer,
Wake up from the dream,
Life goes on until it's gone,
Night is never empty as it ...
Last day of summer drifts out on the wind,
Never returning, still it's not the end,
It's just the last day of summer,
Wake up from the dream,
Life goes on until it's gone,
Night is never empty as it seems.

Empty as it seems.