When the sun shines I think of that gleam in your eye. When the sun hides behind the hill I think of how you held my hand.
The years went by so fast.
I think of how you left me in a heap of broken hearts. I was just like the rest, a summer love, then thrown away. I thought I meant something to you, you had meant something to me but not now.
When the rain falls I think of how you made me cry.
