let them come a running, take all your money and hideaway

let them come a running, take all your money and flee

let them come a running, take all your money and hideaway



it was summer or maybe spring, i can't remember

it was summer or maybe spring, i can't recall

we found our hearts and stole them from our bodies

(we couldn't understand the Villain's call)

we'd often recall the beginnings

we'd often try in vain to change it all

we couldn't help but keep ourselves from sinning

in summer, in summer,

or maybe spring, or maybe spring, or maybe spring



let them come a running, take all your money and hideaway

let them come a running, take all your money and flee

let them come a running, take all your money and hideaway



it was summer or maybe spring, i can't remember

it was summer or maybe spring, i can't recall

we'd try to always calm our elders

(but always we did seem to fall)

we'd never try to tame the burning embers

(it didn't seem to matter how we'd fare)

it seemed we couldn't ever escape december

but it was summer, summer,

or maybe spring, or maybe spring, or maybe spring