I'm tired of
telling my story
Tired of telling
it your way
Yeah, I know what
I saw I know
But I found your flaw
Before you take
my heart reconsider
Before you take
my heart reconsider
I've opened the door
I've opened the door
Here comes
the summer son
He burns my skin
I ache again
I'm over you
I thought I had
a dream to hold
maybe that has gone
Your hands reach out
and touch me still
But this feels so wrong
Before you take
my heart reconsider
Before you take
my heart reconsider
I've opened the door
I've opened the door
Here comes
the summer son
He burns my skin
I ache again
I'm over you
Here comes
the winters rain
To cleanse my skin
I wake again
I'm over you
Before you take
my heart reconsider
Before you take
my heart reconsider
I've opened the door
I've opened the door
Here comes
the summer son
He burns my skin
I ache again
I'm over you
Here comes
the winters rain
To cleanse my skin
I wake again
I'm over you
Here comes
the summer son
He burns my skin
I ache again
I'm over you
Here comes
the winters rain
To cleanse my skin