He is cooking a fisherman's stew
Archibald patiently waits at his feet
He is whistling a fisherman's tune
Archibald wagging his tail to the beat
Make the autumn winds turn,
Make the flowers still bloom
Turn the clock on the wall to the first day of June
I attempt to freeze time
Keep the sun shinning bright
On this very last summer's night
Then he tells her tall tales from the sea:
Ghostships and treasures and strange souvenirs
As he tells her he's smiling at me
Wide eyed she listens and draws what she hears
Make the autumn winds turn,
Make the flowers still bloom
Turn the clock on the wall to the first day of June
I attempt to freeze time
Keep the sun shinning bright
In this very last summer's night
After dinner we walk on the pier
Seagulls are crying and fishing boats creak
Under evening skies perfectly clear
He pulls me in tighter and he kisses my cheek
Make the autumn winds turn,
Make the flowers still bloom
Turn the clock on the wall to the first day of June
As the sun slowlly sinks
I can't help but to think
That we're trully each other's most valuable things
They say time can't be stopped
And I'll give it a try
As the last summer's night
As the last summer's night
Passes by