I'm giving weight to circumstance
You'd swear I'm hopeless
This time just isn't like the last
I said that last time, last time too

This could be
This could be over, the summer is almost gone
This could be history
It's over, the clouds are breaking now

All that is separating us
Years or minutes
Some days I can't wait for the end
Perspectives changing, changing again

This could be
This could be over, the summer is almost gone
This could be history
It's over, the clouds are breaking now

And all of the looks that you keep on giving me are killing me
And some of the words that I say are so naive, forgive me

I'm giving weight to circumstance
You'd swear I'm hopeless

This could be
This could be over, the summer is almost gone
This could be history
It's over, the clouds are breaking now

This could be
This could be over, over