Saw you in the morning
You didn't have much to say
You felt like a stranger
Oceans away
Then I kissed you at the station
Something was not right
Smiled as you waved
But it did not reach your eyes
Then I wandered through the city
Headed to the art gallery
Take me to Paris
Picasso and Matisse to feel at ease
Ah, didn't hear from ya
So I picked up the telephone
Shaking in my shoes
How I wished you were not home
Oh, maybe we were meant to last just for the summer
Maybe you were meant to be mine
Oh, darling, don't you think that we were good for each other?
Come on baby, drop me a line
Oh, maybe we were meant to last just for the summer
Maybe it was out of our hands
Oh, darling, if you leave how will I ever recover
When I'm asking you to be my man?
Stayed in a hotel
And a holiday inn
There were ghosts in the night time
You wouldn't let them in, oh-yeah
Oh, I was getting used to the love we had
Oh, babe, if it's the truth then I feel sad
Oh, maybe we were meant to last just for the summer
Maybe you were meant to be mine
Oh, darling, don't you think that we were good for each other?
Come on, baby, drop me a line
Oh, maybe we were meant to last just for the summer
Maybe it was out of our hands
Oh, darling, if you leave how will I ever recover
When I'm asking you to be my man?
Now it's late in the evening
Twenty-five degrees
Spider on the ceiling
Tryna catch a breeze
Oh, everybody says that you're too young for me
Mm, but they don't know the way that you make love to me
Bap, bap, bap, alright
Bap, bap, bap, oh, yeah
Oh, maybe we were meant to last just for the summer
Maybe you were meant to be mine
Oh, darling, don't you think that we were good for each other?
Come on, baby, drop me a line
Oh, maybe we were meant to last just for the summer
Maybe it was out of our hands
Oh, darling, if you leave how will I ever recover
When I'm asking you to be my man?
Oh, maybe we were meant to last just for the summer
Maybe you were meant to be mine
Oh, there's so much about you that I want to discover
Come on, baby, drop me a line
Yeah, maybe we were meant to last just for the summer
Maybe it was out of our hands
Oh, darling, if you leave how will I ever recover
When I'm asking you to be my man? Oh