Oh July. It's better off since April died. I can see September through the trees. And I can't lie. There's more to know than what's inside. Maybe there's some reason in my memories. But all I know. It's easier to love you when I'm gone. But it's hard for me to leave. I don't know. This anger isn't helping anyone. And I don't know what I need. Oh St. Marie. Close my eyes before you leave. So I don't have to look at you in shame. Oh St. Marie. Take my hand and give me peace. Cause I don't think I'll ever be the same. Here come the broken hearts. Just as the music starts. One by one they testify. I never did enough. I never cared enough. Even though I stood I always ran away. We all wonder why. It's easier to blame the ones you love. Cause it's harder to believe. That we fall sometimes. No matter how I try I've given up. But now I have a chance to be. Oh St. Marie. Close my eyes before you leave. So I don't have to look at you in shame. Oh St. Marie. Take my hand and give me peace. Cause I don't think I'll ever be the same. Sometimes the quiet ones. Are all I want to be. There's only so much left. The rest is up to me. You're all I ever want. I hope you feel it 'cuz. As far as I'm concerned. You're exactly what I need. Oh St. Marie. Close my eyes before you leave. So I don't have to look at you in shame. Oh St. Marie. Take my hand and give me peace. Cause I don't think I'll ever be the same. Cause I don't think I'll ever be the same. Cause I don't think I'll ever be the same