Summertime Blues

i lost a song this summer,
somewhere on that winding road,
in a street cafe, where,
poets come to play,

i lost my song this summer,
dreaming of distant shores,
through tangled thoughts,
that tease and taunt,

i lost the song this summer,
all that's left behind are,
broken melodies, forlorn notes,
and promises unkept,

a lonely song it was,
scant comfort in the blazing sun,
but my song it was, nevertheless,
and i lost it in a heartbeat, this summer