The nights drawing in herald the end of yet another short lived summer , we were blessed with blue skies & balmy breezes , dormant blooms opened & the bees paid us a fleeting visit but it was to end all too soon .
The sun brings childhood memories of a time without care when the summer lasted forever & school was a distant memory .
At my door the leaves are falling , a cold wild wind has come , sweethearts walk by together but I still miss someone .
I never got over those blue eyes , I see them everywhere ,I miss those arms that held me , when all the love was there
I wonder if she,s sorry for leaving what we'd begun , there,s someone for me somewhere , and I still miss someone .
The sun brings childhood memories of a time without care when the summer lasted forever & school was a distant memory .
At my door the leaves are falling , a cold wild wind has come , sweethearts walk by together but I still miss someone .
I never got over those blue eyes , I see them everywhere ,I miss those arms that held me , when all the love was there
I wonder if she,s sorry for leaving what we'd begun , there,s someone for me somewhere , and I still miss someone .
