Indian Summer Love

Robbin Ahrold, Paige Powell

You were the girl who stole my heart one warm October day

I sang a concert in the park, you took my breath away

Saw you in the crowd, golden sunlight on your face

Then chance brought us together at the perfect time and place

July heat in late October, blue skies framing leaves of gold

Two strangers asking fate what would unfold

Indian Summer cast its spell over every word and glance

Indian summer love, autumn romance

We walked for miles, talked music ‘till the twilight brought a chill

Climbed up the stairs to my place, I couldn’t wait until

Your lips kissed mine, my loving arms wrapped round and held you tight

A perfect ending to the day that lasted through the night

We lived and loved a lifetime in every breath and sigh

Somehow you slipped away, I’m not sure I know why

And now as grey skies fill the park, my collar rolled up to the chin

The music and our moment swept like dry leaves in the wind

Should fortune bring you to my stage when seasons change again

Would you smile once more and take my hand as you did then?

July heat in late October, something in the air

A burst of sun, just a few warm days to share

Indian Summer cast its spell, how I should have seen

Indian summer love — brief as a dream

About the song

Inspired by a late October stroll in the Luxembourg Gardens in Paris, where there is a charming little bandstand that features local talent. My French co-writer Denis Thuillier sings in a quartet that might perform there. Not too much of a stretch to see him falling for one of the girls in the audience, and her for him. A co-write with NSAI colleague Paige Powell. Composed 06/20/19.

The French version is on CD2, “L’été Indien”. Give it a listen too!

Credits

Music and lyrics by Robbin Ahrold and Paige Powell. Recorded at Recording Arts Studios Arlington Virginia. Vocal by Robbin Ahrold, instrumental track by Ken Avis and Marco Delmar.

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