Lyrics

Saw it in the morning news
prom queen dead at 22
I used to pass her in the halls
and unsure freshman
filled with awe

the summers sweet
the winters hard
they pass without regard
we all get left behind

She went away to Texas U.
To study art with
folks she knew
She met a boy who broke her heart
and downed Xanax
till it turned dark

the summers sweet
the winters hard
they pass without regard
we all get left behind

Graduation day in June
is when I last saw her in bloom
She gently turned to me and smiled
it was the first time
her eyes met mine

the summers sweet
the winters hard
they pass without regard
we all get left behind