Was seventeen. And she thirty-five.
  When I fell in love. First time in life.
  I still see her tempting lips and feel her tender fingertips when she kissed me.
  
  I remember Mary and the summer when I met her.
  I remember Mary and the love that I shared with her.
  
  Mary came and took my heart.
  When she left she tore it apart.
  She give me all, and made me feel strong.
  And I was a man when I came till dawn.
  Sometimes when I close my eyes, then she's lying by my side.
  And I kissed her.