Woorden: The Fire Theft. Summertime.

When we roam
Faded rumors that outlast the century
Crazy heroes all painted in glass
Which way to the stars

I'll be home
In the landscape of a new century
Crazy millions have all long since passed their way
To the stars, oh summertime

Lift back the veil that hides you and me
I can run bearing rumors all traced in the past
Painted mirrors all aging with cracks
Which way and how far

I will try
To reach the landscape of where you begin
Not the reflection of what I pretend
Summertime

Lifts back the veil that hides you and me
Oh summertime
Lifts back the veil that hides you from me
To my own opinion what do you want it to be

So I'll carry on
Faded rumors that outlive their destiny
Crazy millions have all long since passed in way to the stars
When it shines in the summertime

Lifts back the veil that hides you and me
Summertime
Lifts the the veil that hides you from me