I miss the way that I was feeling last summer Can We bring it back? Time is pa**ing and we ain't getting no younger I'm still believing that We were meant to be, and eventually We'll spring together, like the April leaves And if April leaves, I don't have anything And when May comes I'll say goodbye to spring Still got your lips smeared on mine You left some things I hope you come back to find You're running through the city while you're running through my mind I'm trying to catch up but you just don't have no time You trying to chase your dreams with that little fashion line Bad little chick, look like Stacy in her prime We'd fight and we'd fuss we'd kiss and make up I thought I had found love, lucky if I found lust