Lyrics Summer Love - Gery Scott, Victor Young, Buddy Arnold

Summer Love

Everytime I hear the breeze
Whisp’ring in the willow trees
I am filled with memories of my summer love.
Though the August moon was low with hearts aglow, so tender kiss
They, just like the August moon, too soon, you have vanished in the mist
Now the willow trees are bare
Autum chill is in the air
Still I’m searching everywhere for my summer love
Though the night is dark and dreams it seems
I see the August moon above
And I pray once more it will come and bring back my summer love.
this is as far as I can remember