The calendar says August isn't gone So the long sunny days will burn on awhile But I feel it now, whatever the date Tomorrow will be fall Summer's last day has to come Taking you back where you're from I'm glad you could come, and I wish you could stay Your settling son has too much to say But I hope you can tell that he's doing all right Thinking of you tonight Summer's last day has to come Taking you back where you're from Oh, someday in a month or two, I'll come see you With the snow shining round your feet Last night, I dreamed of a plane that crashed in a lake It burst into flames, but we all escaped Ain't that how it is when you want it to last Summer's last day has to come Taking you back where you're from