So the weekend came and wentnLike so many, not differentnSunday afternoon's a memorynShe was just lying therenSleeping softly in a chairnWandering through my head is a melodynnI, I'll be a little closer to younA little closer to mennAnd Monday morning comes aroundnThe streets will wake full of soundnWe'll walk ourselves through working daysnAnd in the perfect late spring airnBefore the summer settled innAnd disappointment changes everythingnnI, I'll be a little closer to younA little closer to mennSo who knows how it flowsnOr when it stops, but moments gonNot every note's a memorynTo recall three years hencenJust how that Sunday afternoon was spentnWalking arm in arm so peacefullynnBut I, I'll be a little closer to younA little closer to menn