Last spring you went back to him
And I thought that that was the end
That you had moved on but then we fell in love again
You showed me such tenderness
Guided my hands in the dark
I read to you from Genesis
While we’d sunbathe all day in Prospect Park
But on the day that you went away
I cried home on the subway from JFK
Without you I don’t know what to do
Since you left me last summer, my last summer with you
You were so tipsy that night
We made out up on your roof
In your eyes I saw the light
I knew you loved me again, I had proof
But on the day that you went away
I cried home all the way back from JFK
Without you I don’t know what to do
Since you left me last summer, my last summer with you