Sweet Evening Breeze

I was loud and a little sad

She was visiting from atlanta, georgia

She had come to spend the summer with her dad

I thought she was very pretty

We would kiss and hold hands

Every night by the football field

Her body was tan

From the afternoons by the public swimming pool

Sweet evening breeze

Blows around my thoughts and memories

As I lie here today

And drink my tea

I can still see

Sweet evening breeze

I saw her in a coffee shop

In a big hotel down in austin, texas

had She cut her long hair off

And replaced it with

Blue eyes of sadness

Still acted like we were kids

And she told me that she had to marry

And she asked me if I did

Still remember

Sweet evening breeze

Blows around my thoughts and memories

As I lie here today

And drink my tea

I can still see

Sweet evening breeze

How redundant the future can be

These of days old are very, very

Ridiculous for me to see

When I think about the real gone stories

And how time holds the winning hand

I can tell by the lines on our faces

And the young cant understand

That they look at me

When they look at themselves

Oh, sweet evening breeze

Blows around my thoughts and memories

As I lie here today

And drink my tea

I can still see

Sweet evening breeze