We found love in the summer and placed our hearts in front. But feelings fade as we chase them. Who knew love could run. Easily found. Easily lost. Was love, I know it was. Sometimes is comes. In autumn it goes. But you know, that's summer love. In love you'll meet someone, where the days are months. Then it hides in a long yawn. It's somewhere you forgot. Easily found. Easily lost. Was love, I know it was. Summer it comes. Autumn it goes. Was love, I know it was. Easy to grow. Easier to hurt. Was love, I know it was. Sometimes it comes. Mostly it goes. But, you know, that's summer love.