i could have stayed there with you, in the heat of summer.
we could've scaled another castle wall,
or wandered somewhere along the lakes of killarney,

lost in the beauty. (god, i'd love to be lost with you)

i could have stayed there with you, in the heat of summer.
i could've kissed you on top of the eiffel tower,
my breathless lips hovering just over yours,

intrigued by the thought. (god, i'd savor your lips on mine)

i could have stayed there with you, in the heat of summer.
we could've gone back to amsterdam,
had some of our reckless nights at the bulldog,

consumed by the thrill. (god, i'd love to be wild with you)

i could have stayed there with you, in the heat of summer.
we could've held hands as we walked abbey road,
then we could've had dirty sex in a red telephone booth,

mad with desire. (god, i'd love for you to have your way with me)

i could have stayed there with you, in the heat of summer.
we could've laid along the irish coastline,
smiling like fools with my hair a godawful mess,

just the way you like it. (god, we could've fallen in love)

i could have stayed there with you, in the heat of summer.
but then i would have had you
and you would be much less intriguing.

so maybe it's best this way, you living in my memory as a raw fantasy now.

(god, i'd love to do it all over with you. but this time, i'd do it right)