Forth of July

Looking up at that murky moon, Humming our favorite tune, Thinking of her all afternoon, Hoping to see her one day soon. I remember exactly why, She left me on the Fourth of July, Now the days seem to drag by, Since that day she said good-bye. She still says our relationship is over, Because I was with another, I hope she gives up her anger, And remember that I still love her. I’ll regret for the rest of my days, I could not give up my cheating ways, And the burn of what she had to say, “You’ll never see me again, I’m gone to stay.