Texty: Buffalo Springfield. Other. Sad Memory.

Soft winds blow in the summertime,
Young lovers feel so free.
Walking hand in hand down a shady lane,
What happened to me? What happened to me?

Did you ever love a girl,
Who walked right out on you?
You should know just how I feel then,
Why I'm so blue. Why I'm so blue.

How can I forget those nights,
When she kissed me soft and true?
And whispered words only lovers know,
I love you. I love you.

Well, I've made up my mind, I've found a new girl,
Who'll love me tenderly.
Forget the past I left behind now,
To sad memory. To a sad memory.

Soft winds blow in the summertime.