I was loud and a little sad   She was visiting from Atlanta, Georgia   She had come to spend the summer with her dad   I thought she was very pretty   We would kiss and hold hands   Every night by the football field   Her body was tan   From the afternoons by the public swimming pool      Sweet evening breeze   Blows around my thoughts and memories   As I lie here today and drink my tea   I can still see sweet evening breeze      I saw her in a coffee shop   In a big hotel down in Austin, Texas   She had cut her long hair off   And replaced it with blue eyes of sadness   Still acted like we were kids   And she told me that she had to marry   And she asked me if I did still remember      Sweet evening breeze   Blows around my thoughts and memories   As I lie here today and drink my tea   I can still see sweet evening breeze      How redundant the future can be   These days of old are very, very ridiculous for me to see   When I think about the real gone stories   And how time holds the winning hand   I can tell by the lines on our faces   And the young can't understand   That they look at me when they look at themselves      Oh, sweet evening breeze   Blows around my thoughts and memories   As I lie here today and drink my tea   I can still see sweet evening breeze