Trying to Tell (Summer House)

[Intro]
There's a 'before...'
There's a 'before you'
Stay, stay
Summer house

[Verse 1]
As I scrub your face from my mind
I walk the long road for the last time
The trees are now like cemetery Cyprus
The path, a hazy tunnel
'Cos the summer cycles
If I would turn back now
I would surely kill you
These thoughts they can inspire
That’s what I'm trying to tell you

[Outro]
Stay, stay
Summer house