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