Ivan Hasenauer
Golden hair flowing in the wind,
Green eyes lit by sparking lights,
She drives you mad, but doesn't give you love,
The lady of the summer night.
Her face is more than just the passing dream,
She won't get out of your life,
If you knew her you could never leave, you'd never leave,
The lady of the summer night.
She plants desire in your aching heart,
She gives you pain but it's all right,
You hate her but you still adore, you want her more,
The lady of the summer night.
Compared with her the prettiest face,
Is felled, concealed from your sight,
Oh God, how could I ever leave, I'll never leave,
The lady of the summer night.