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.