Do you remember in fall, when I broke down to call, and you didn’t answer at all?
When I remember dreams, where dancing so it seems, parading through my mind, with so much time.
I can’t tell the truth, I know when I’m with you, I feel like I do.

My excuse is you, sorry but I am through, I know that I can’t come back again.
And summer had to go, it’s better you don’t know, what happened here to me.
I think I lost my head, the worst has gotten fed, and I must go now.
I can’t tell the truth, I know when I’m with you, I feel like I do.

My excuse is you, sorry but I am through, I know that I can’t come back again