Tekster: B.W. Stevenson. August Evening Lady.

And in the middle of an August evening
You can't see her fly
The times when she was believin'
Love is showin' in his eyes
He sang her songs of givin'
He sang her songs of life
Till the day he dropped by just to say goodbye
Please don't leave me alone
Please believe me
I'll die if you are gone
And the clouds will have passed by her window
Could not stay by her side
The (new of love) she worshipped <---unsure of words in brackets
She had no time to cry

She loved him in the mornings
And in the evenings too
Till the day he dropped by
To say I don't need you
It ain't me it's the times
It ain't you in my mind
I just got to leave you behind
Please don't leave me alone
Please believe me
I'll die if you are gone