rope and swing
this could be so real
this is the end of me and you
and its the end of summer too
just as fall arrives
we fall with it
to start our separate lives
no more tug-a-war reprise
or jealous cries no more secret lies
and secretly i swear i love you all
i write down the summer in the clouds
the thunder roars
i sleep inside the rain
i have no freedom
even one is a crowd
so proud