This Morning It Was Summer - Nelson Riddle/Nat King Cole

This morning it was summer

I remember long ago

A skylark on my shoulder

Told me so

This morning we were lovers

We were happy we were gay

But now love

You are somewhere far away

You left me in the sunshine

Now there is rain

Oh I tried so just to find you

But all my searching was in vain

This evening it is winter

Yet my heart sounds this alarm

This morning it was summer

In your arms

This evening it is winter

Yet my heart sounds this alarm

This morning it was summer

In your arms

So to whom it may concern

You've learned that heartache has no pride

Pretending unconcerned won't stop the tears

You try to hide

And when you're all alone

With just a memory

That's when I'll bet you'll learn

The one who's most concerned is me

To whom it may concern