I've been on top of mountains
But still preferred another view
Tossing coins in fountains
I've got nothing left to lose
This empty room is crowded
With things that remind me of you
Oh its hard to forget
The way you looked in June
The way you looked in June
So tell me what to call you
Cause I can't read between the lines
But I find myself in your room
With my fingers on your spine
But now the sky is clouded
And your fading out of view
But its hard to forget
The way I felt in June
The way I felt in June