On certain sundays in november when the weather bothers me i empty drawers of other summers where my shadows used to be and she is standing by the water as her smile begins to curl in this or any other summer she is something altogether different never just an ordinary girl And in the evenings on long island when the colors start to fade she wears a silly yellow hat that someone gave her when she stayed i didn't think that she returned it we left new york in a whirl time expands and then contracts when you are spinning in the grip of someone who is not an ordinary girl And when you sleep you find your mother in the night but she stays just out of sight so there isn't any sweetness in the dreaming and when you wake the morning covers you with light and it makes you feel alright but it's just the same hard candy you're remembering again You send your lover off to china and you wait for her to call you put your girl up on a pedesta then you wait for her to fall i put my summers back in a letter and i hide it from the world all the regrets you can't forget are somehow pressed upon a picture in the face of such an ordinary girl And when you sleep you find your mother in the night but she fades just out of sight so there isn't any sweetness in the dreaming and when you wake the morning showers you with light and it makes you feel alright but it's just the same hard candy you're remembering again