I'm tired of telling the story

Tired of telling it your way

Yeh I know what I saw

I know that I found the floor


Before you take my heart, reconsider

Before you take my heart, reconsider

I've opened the door

I've opened the door


Here comes the summer's son

He burns my skin

I ache again

I'm over you


I thought I had a dream to hold

Maybe that has gone

Your hands reach out and touch me still

But this feels so wrong


Before you take my heart, reconsider

Before you take my heart, reconsider

I've opened the door

I've opened the door


Here comes the summer's son

He burns my skin

I ache again

I'm over you


Before you take my heart, reconsider

Before you take my heart, reconsider

I've opened the door

I've opened the door


Here comes the summer's son

He burns my skin

I ache again

I'm over you


Here comes the winter's rain

To cleanse my skin

I wake again

I'm over you


Before you take my heart, reconsider

Before you take my heart, reconsider

I've opened the door

I've opened the door


Here comes the summer's son

He burns my skin

I ache again

I'm over you


Here comes the winter's rain

To cleanse my skin

I wake again

I'm over you

I'm over you


Here comes the summer's son (I'm over you)

He burns my skin

I ache again

I'm over you

I'm over you


Here comes the winter's rain (I'm over you)

To cleanse my skin (I'm over you)

I wake again

I'm over you