In the last days of summer
When the winds are closing in
When the falling rain is drumming
Onto where I hide within
Still got a hungry soul
Still got a hungry soul
Still got a hungry soul
Still got a hungry soul
When the trains are almost leaving
And the whistle starts to blow
And the kisses we're receiving
And the wishes that we throw
Still got a hungry soul
Still got a hungry soul
Still got a hungry soul
Still got a hungry soul
Hold your hand and feel it beating
Is it really time to go
Who says summer must be leaving
When you got a hungry soul
Still got a hungry soul
Still got a hungry soul
Still got a hungry soul
Still got a hungry soul