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