Sex, death and landscapes It's all the mistakes And how you did them well I fell for you in the summer And that was bummer Because you left in the spring Don't sigh Nothing's going to take you away from me girl You were there all along An old boy on a park bench Thinking in the past tense Looking for the words I'll wash my face tomorrow And for the days that follow I'll do it again Don't sigh Nothing's going to take you away from me girl You were there all along Sex, death and landscapes It's all the mistakes And how you did them well I fell for you in the summer And that was bummer Because you left in the spring Don't sigh Nothing's going to take you away from me girl