She thinks of me, I swear
As that she would have done
Now that Summer is near
Her note has made it clear
That I am still the one
She thinks of me, I swear
It's now almost a year
Since when those days were gone
Now that Summer is near
But memories so dear
Can cling to times bygone
She thinks of me, I swear
A short wait now to bear
To lie soon in the sun
Now that Summer is near
A little more to bear
For life to have begun
She thinks of me, I swear
Now that Summer is near.
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