In photographs I've seen him laugh Man overboard Sun on his back Summer was here I remember it well How he stood in the shade How we both kissed and fell How can this be? There's nothing left here How can this be? There's nothing left here So sad our So sad our So sad our So sad our Our memory Now he talks in his sleep Says I've never known peace And I don't know him now He's a stranger to me How can this be? There's nothing left here How can this be? There's nothing left here We were Never more than a dream Brief as Summer or spring
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