Oh, we fade into the morning sun Shattered glass where we had all our fun Who we were and what we will become Can't explain, ay, ay And these scratches from the carpet rug It was our version of summer love And the darkness coming from above Let it rain, ay, ay For our summer of love 'Cause we got twisted from the fame We stole each other's pain And just kept running, running, running from the game Our summer of love We'll never be the same Sharp words that used to do me in Turn you on, you love the weirdest things Out of style will be cool again And again, and again Our affection they consider sin But to us, it's more a holy win It's perversion worth believing in Let us pray, ay, ay For our summer of love 'Cause we got twisted from the fame We stole each other's pain And just kept running, running, running from the game Our summer of love We'll never be the same We'll never be the same We'll never be the same (love) We'll never be the same (love)