Like a Summer Thursday

Her face was crystal, fair and fine
And her breath was morning, and her lips were wine
And her eyes were laughter, and her touch divine
And her face was crystal, and she was mine
If only she could feel my pain
But feelin' is a burden she can’t sustain
So like a summer Thursday I cry for rain
To come and turn the ground to green again
If only she could hear my songs
'Bout the empty difference 'tween the rights and wrongs
Then I know that I could stand alone
As well as they, now that she’s gone
Her face was crystal, fair and fine
And her breath was morning, and her lips were wine
And her eyes were laughter, and her touch divine
And her face was crystal, and she was mine