I 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.