I can still recall, the way you looked that fall, in your favorite dress, the day before you left
But since that time, I wrote a simple rhyme
(Bridge thing)
And I miss you and the things you do, the times we had, the good and bad
The day we met that I can't forget, signed sincerely me
(verse)
Why can't it be like it was? The rain falls, the summer ends, Why can't it be like it was,
You always said you'd never go away
(verse)