"Sketches Summer" lyrics - DAN FOGELBERG

"Sketches Summer"

Late in the summer when the cottonwood dies
The fields are on fire with green bottleflies
And I'm still seeing reflections of me in your eyes
And why did you leave last summer
Now, the seasons are changing from summer to fall
And I've still got that picture hung on my wall
And there's so much forgotten and too much recalled
And why did you leave at all