The Seekers — Two Summers

The blue sky grows dark now; You're gone, you're gone The good times have gone with you; You're gone No use in me wishing; you're far, far away Far away, away, gone from me Our love knew two summers But now you're gone The days pass to winter; You're gone Yet often I've wished that time would stand still Time would stand still, still; you're gone from me Two summers, two winters And the time between; Yes, those were the good years The years of gold and green Two summers, two winters And the time between; Yes, those were the good years The years of gold and green The warm winds grow cold now; You're gone, you're gone My love couldn't hold you; You're gone You were wild as the wind and born to be free Born to be free, free And gone from me And gone from me