Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Look at all these years we've let Slowly float by Like paper boats in that empty sea Drifting farther from our eyes Now, I won't be around much anymore And I won't be the same as before But I will see you again When the summer fog rolls in, oh, yeah I'll remember your old golden gates And the warmth of your ever-tender hands But every story needs an opening page I hope that you understand Now, I won't be around much anymore And I won't be the same as before But I will see you again When the summer fog rolls in When the summer fog rolls in When the summer fog rolls in When the summer fog rolls in, oh, yeah Ooh Ooh (oh, yeah) Ooh (oh) Ooh