tempo de verão: tempo de um azul ao contrário, 
um daqueles que partem da tristeza para nos tornarem mais alegres, 
um daqueles que apetece ouvir porque sabemos repõe algo feliz em nós, 
um daqueles que só mesmo john weldon cale poderia escrever.



Don't wait, don't wait
Don't wait for the good times to come
We got 'em right here, we're on the run
Don't wait, don't wait

Going back, going back
Going way back, back in time
Another place, another mind
Going back, going back

Walk on, walk on
Walk on straight ahead
Don't look around, don't turn your head
Walk on, walk on

Fly away, fly away
Fly away away with me
I never been so flying free
Fly away, fly away

Bye bye, bye bye
Please don't ever say
You're leaving me, you're going away
Bye bye, bye bye