Now and then I do remember,
way back to last December,
I held you close in the sunshine,
and kissed those lips when you were mine.
But oh so long has passed my dear,
and the future's ever drawing near,
the girl I look at and the girl I see,
isn't the one who meant so much to me.
But her words make smile, often far too much,
and I sometimes I find that I'm craving her touch.
So while yes it's true, you're different now,
I have more feelings for you than I should allow.