It makes me smile   To think of what we dreamed of      Where are those sons of summer now   With their wild-haired women in their   patchwork gowns   Who could laugh the lights away   Nights on the beach and bay      The course on farms   And the course in the bar   Sweet smokin' in the back of the car   Always the first time shines to last like a morning star   Like a morning star      It's been a while since the last time we were dancing   Where are those sons of summer now   With their long-limbed ladies who all knew how   To chase the blues away   I've got the blues today      Your ivy days and your clubhouse ways   Wine mug nights when the music played   Love that is real will not fade away like a morning star      Where are those sons of summer now   The winter has come   And you don't know how to turn your   Dreams into coal   Your books won't hold you      The woods get cold   And I feel too old   I begin to questioning your schoolboy soul   Clever remarks that once won my heart   When the fire won't light   Will they lose their spark      And I can't help but get a little bit blue   Thinking about the precious nothing we once knew