think of the summer when i held you here
all the years we spent in love
a lot of things are closin' in on me
she's gone and i'm in misery
there's no place that i can really be
think of the summers when i held you here
all the dreams we'd planned
afternoons we spent alone
a lot of things are closin' in on me
she's gone and i'm in misery
there's no place that i can really be
all i really want to know
what it is that makes love grow
still inside me it remains
without wondering how i'll make it alone. so i'm runnin' away