February, February's last weeks
Were the ones I loved the most
Cause you came up to me
And you held me so close
Blonde haired lady, blonde haired lady set free
Her grey blue eyes all over me
Kissin' in the back seat
Parked behind the willow trees
I'll come back, I'll come back
I'll come back, I'll come
Running backwards on my way to you
Running faster, hope I'll see you soon
Temporary, temporary sweet bliss
I wish I never had to go
Oh, what would I miss
I guess we'll never know
I'll come back, I'll come
Running backwards on my way to you
Running faster, hope I'll see you soon
Running backwards on my way to you
Running faster, hope I'll see you soon
Won't be too long before I do get back
If it were all gone, I'm glad we had all that