If this is summer I'm moving back north 'Cause you told me that it would be sunny, but its all rain Still you're my protection from the weeping grey sky I don't mean it when I tell you goodbye We're not the same And I'm covered in stitches Still I hope someday you'll put down your gun And our tears will all dry up with the weeping grey sky I don't mean it when I tell you goodbye Oh you better try till you give up Till your hands are dirty and your knees are skinned You better try till you've got nothing left to give. One day we'll be married and we'll be on the same side I don't mean it when I tell you goodbye