Her name is Myra and her golden skin Is tanned by the sunshine and the wind She does'nt wear make-up and she firmly believes In everything that Jesus came to teach
I am the opposite of her gentle ways Yet, she remembers me each time she prays Her heart ignoring what her eyes can see One summer day she fell in love with me
What a pity that it cannot last Before too many summer days have passed She will be changing and I'll set her free Myra, you have meant so much to me
Myra, Myra, Oh, what can I say Go join the world and I will stay Our lives, so different, it will kill your love Maybe, I'll die with it when it does
