Anything But Mine Walking alone beneath the lights of that miracle mile, he n Mary making her way into the night, you can here the cries from the carnival rides, the pin ball bills, ski ball slides, watching the summer sun fall out of scent, theres a warm wind coming in from off of the ocean making its way past the hotel wall to fill the streets Mary is holding both of her shoes in her hands said she likes to feel the sand beneath her feet
And in the morning Im leaving n making my way back to Cleveland so tonight I hope I would do just fine, and I dont see how you could ever be anything but mine
Theres a local band playing at the sea side pavilion and I got just enough cash to get us in and as we are dancing Marys wrapping her arms around me and I cant feel the sting on summer on my neck in the mist of the music I tell her I love her, we both laugh cause it isnt true but Mary there is a summer drawing to tonight theres so much Im longing to do to you
And in the morning Im leaving n making my way back to Cleveland so to night I hope I would do just fine in I dont see how you could ever be anything but mine
And in the morning Im leaving n making my way back to Cleveland so to night I hope I would do just fine in I dont see how you could ever be anything but mine
Mary I dont see how you could ever be anything but mine
And in the morning Im leaving n making my way back to Cleveland so to night I hope I would do just fine in I dont see how you could ever be anything but mine