Gonna miss the light of the mystic candle
And all the sunsets that we've seen
Gonna miss the life outside the window
Is this the last song that we'll sing?
Let's drink to the last summer
And to the dreams where we've been
Let's sing to our friends and lovers
Before the pictures disappear
Try to hold on to the disappearing sand
The last sun goes down
Try to hold on to the smell of summer land
The last sun goes down
Gonna miss the wind outside the window
As we drove along the hills
Gonna miss our silence while the stereo
Played the things we longed to feel
Let's drink to the last summer
And to the dreams where we've been
Let's sing to our friends and lovers
Before the pictures disappear
Try to hold on to the disappearing sand
The last sun goes down
Try to hold on to the smell of summer land
The last sun goes down