If you're going to make me cry in this weather
At least wear your summer dress like you used to
You looked so pretty rolling around in bed
I'll never brush hair from
I'll never brush hair from your face again
I'll never brush hair from
I'll never brush hair from your face again
I'll never brush hair from
I'll never brush hair from your face again
If you're going to make me cry in this weather
At least wear your summer dress like you used to
You looked so pretty rolling around in bed
I'll never brush hair from
I'll never brush hair from your face again
And if you throw away your summer dress
You're throwing away the days in bed on a Sunday afternoon
When I said I'd never brush hair from