The scary tale on this day leads us on   What can I say? How naive, this cliche   The pulse goes on   The end we anticipate      Some story ends and hurray   Summer begins, what can I say   Call it nature, call it fate   How we love to exaggerate      Think of one of your on own reasons why   We are bound, yet alone, just passing by      All we have to give   All we have   All we have to forgive   Swaying to this song tonight      Think of one of your own recent tries   We are bound to forget in no time   Think of one of yours gone, for some time   We are to bound to return look into my eyes      All we have to give   All we have   All we have to forgive   All we have      All we have to give   All we have   All we have to forgive   All we have, we have