They met one late summer
In one great summer year
He was all she needed
She was all he feared

They meshed together quickly
Like corresponding colors
Soon she danced in his head at night
He stopped thinking of others

But fearing she would leave him
He turned and he fled
Then thinking she might grieve him
He turned back instead

Too late Mr. Lonesome
She dances for some other
Her satin skin and sunshine grin
You'll nevermore discover

Like clever wind her love swirled in
And softly blew your cover
Too late Mr. Lonesome
You may never find another