Sad in the Summer, thinking of days gone by
I get along on my own just fine
But when I think of Spring, and your goodbye
I shouldn't think, if I can't think why
There will be others, whose time I spend
Autumn will cope without a lost little plan
But when I remember my honest regrets
I hope you won't make the list
When it's Springtime, you know where I'll be
Sat in the dark, on my own
The past won't leave, missed calls don't speak
I'll reminisce, on my own
Sad in the Summer, thinking of days gone by
I get along on my own just fine
But when I think of Spring, and your goodbye
I shouldn't think, if I can't think why