Beach landscapes
Had been painted into the sky
With eyes closed, I could tell
When the Sun hid behind a cloud or a tree
Making me shiver like it was winter
Shining bright and fearless
It was summer, half a heart beat later
But it was only the first day of spring
And my fragile life began
Again

I had to let go of your memories
As I did with San Fransisco
With its innocent corners and places
The quaint stores and my shadow

"Does it snow in San Fransisco?"
My little nephew asked
"Not always, but it did long ago"
And my eyes filled with remnants of the past

It hasn't gotten easier, years have gone by
I still remember the golden gate
The sunsets and the pleasant sky
I need you still and in vain I wait
For you to stop by
And steady my pettish state