There are a few more freckles on your shoulders   The hammock swings lower and touches the ground   The apples are ripe and the corn is past   Everyone says summer goes by so fast   And we just got here      I can hardly believe it but it's ended   The beach is a haze and old love's a ghost   Hugo is twisting his way up the coast   If you blew out to sea I'd love you most   And we just got here      Nostalgia you fake, you bitter sweet ache   The time that you take could make another heart whole   Could the truth be I won't really see   How much I love you   'Til it's over      The two of us left here alone in the house   You bleed the pipes while I bring in the plants   Put our faces in place for September's dance   If you're willing, I'm willing to take one more chance   And we just got here