I called late
You were with him
"We can't talk about it now."
So one last word, then I'll go
Can we pretend it was something so much more?
I spent two weeks at Jenny Lake
With the summer sun pouring down my face
You were the girl that meant the world to me
She was beautiful
And she meant the world to me
So one last kiss before you go
Before his car door shuts behind the world I know
This was, to me, more than words
Your light brown hair against my lips
Its all over now and I'd better get used to it
A summer love
She was so beautiful
But I didn't mean a thing to her
