Call me a passing notion, a lingering hint of perfume
Echoes of a sweet sad song, can’t quite remember the tune

Violet in June, violets in June

Call me a hazy daydream, a spark that failed to inflame
Girl with a big foolish heart, can’t quite remember her name

Violet in June, violets in June

Call me anything, it doesn’t mean anything
Thoughtlessness looks a lot like tenderness
if you stand far enough away