Lirieke: Max Webster. Summer Turning Blue.

When was it I last saw you?
Was it spring upon the beach?
And you questioned all my answers
With words I could not reach
With a love that had to search
In the summer turning blue

Tempt me and you break me
With words from out of mind
You answered all my questions
With words from out of time
With a love that was unkind
In the summer turning blue