Do you remember my love
the late, late frost of
sixty eight,
that time of loving and
flowers in the rain,
do you remember
sixty eight my love.

The year I sailed away
with no flowers in my hair,
the year I sailed away
to that foreign land
where all our lives
were changed.

Do you remember my love
the late, late frost of
sixty nine,
that time of love and roses
the time of my return,
I cannot blame you my love,
no, I cannot blame you,
you had your life to live.

Do you remember my love
the late, late frost of
sixty eight
before I sailed away.