These days all seem the same to me
These days seem to take their time
These days all I do is sit and think of what to do
But I can't make up my mind
But I know where I can always go
Some nights come on summer days
Some nights come in fall
Some nights go exactly as I used to know
If I care to see them at all
Then she comes and everybody runs
Run
She comes and she goes
But if she comes, boy, you'll know
She'll stay a while and never fail to show her style
When the feeling gets low
I hope she knows that I love her so
Oh