Blowing softly through a meadow
  Laughing like a baby, breeze tapping
  lightly at the treetops, whispering among the leaves
  
  You hear the magic song, that ancient poets sing
  It's sweet as morning dew and sounds a lot like springtime
  When you close your eyes
  You feel your heat go there
  So close your eyes and you may find that
  Fireflies were as bright as stars;
  Close your eyes and remember
  Summertime lingered on and on
  Close your eyes and remember
  Your first love made the world stand still
  Close your eyes and remember
  Close your eyes and remembers when
  The moon was made of cheese
  
  Racing swiftly through the mountains
  Bubbling along the stream
  Sighing sweetly through the hollow
  Gentle as an infant's dream