I remember walking by the river, holding your hand,
it was so sweet, I couldn't get you off my mind.
It's been so long since I've heard your voice on the telephone,
I'm trying to get over you but it's left me black and blue.
It was cold, skinny dipping in a deep December,
a winter cliche between lovers, turns to a crying shame.
Pale skin in the moonlight, pulled to the banks of the river,
your body as blue as your eyes.
You've been gone for so long baby,
it doesn't matter what I do, my heart is still beating for you.