Just when I think I'm over you...
The wind howls across the meadow
And where were stood
And what we felt
And how it was
Are as if yesterday

And you...
on the other end of the phone
After so very long
As if where we stood
And what we felt
And how it was
Are as if years removed

And so they are...
in years removed
And yet to me
when summer winds
they come to call
like yesterday


So go away...
these hauting winds
and let me live in here and now

and not recall
where we stood
and what we felt
and how it was
that are no more
nor will ever be
these years removed
though...
like yesterday