Here she comesnThe summer in her heelsnYou can meet her at the stationnTo escape for a daynnShe wants to knownExistence existsnSo you take her to the placesnThat the tourists never seennYou lift her upnAnd fill yourself fullnYou feel so proud beside hernWell, you walk a little tallernnShe's a beatific visionnThe world can seenShe's got you tongue-tiednGot your heart skipping beatsnnI don't know what it is she's gotnBut it's got menI don't know what it is she's gotnBut it's got mennYou meet a lot of womennRumbling 'roundnI can tell you in my lifenShe's the best I've foundnnYou walk togethernThrough the lanes and the parksnYou wrap her in the eveningn'Til the stars come outnn(?) backnForget all your caresnYou're (?), all that mattersnIs the two of you are therennShe says, The afterlife nis what you leave behindnGonna leave a lot of footprintsnGonna take a lot of timennI don't know what it is she's gotnBut it's got menI don't know what it is she's gotnBut it's got mennIf ever there was blessing in the airnIt was right therenIf ever there was blessing in the airnIt was right therennBeatific visionnEntwined in one anothernThere she goes with summer in her heels