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We said wed meet again one June
When lilacs bent beneath the moon
But summer came and you were gone
And I sat waiting on the lawn
The bench we picked beneath the pine
Still holds the echo of your spine
The bark remembers what we said
Even if the words have fled
I bring a book but never read
My eyes trace ghosts that used to lead
The breeze rewinds that single hour
Where love was young and in full flower
You never camebut thats okay
I sit there still day after day
Not to forget not to redo
But to feel the place I once had you
