I once knew a girl named june
And one july she waved goodbye
I remember finding her curled up on an old box-spring
She said, "I'm gonna make mistakes
I just hope I just hope you notice"
I once spoke to a girl named summer
And one fall she stood so tall
She found some confidence
And some wings and she, she flew away
And she said, "you can't hold me down any longer"
What a beautiful song it was
I once loved a girl named rose
And one sunny day she began to wither
So she took a dip in the pool, felt restored
She said, "I hate these thorns"
So she cried, "one day I'll be beautiful
And one day you'll love me"
She said, "one day you'll love me,"
But I, I already did