Old love haunts me in the morning
La da da da da da da da di
Old love haunts in the evening
When the remnants of pictures come alive
I told you that I loved you
I laid the summer down
Come all your careless wanderers
By the lake with the days of ruin
When I first saw you in the sunshine
With the speckles and flaxen in your eyes
When I first saw you in the moonlight
It is true that I thought that I might die
I told you that I loved you
By the lake with the summer gone
Come all your careless wanderers
By the lake with the days of ruin
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