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