The sun was her hair the sea was her eyes
Her voice was the warm summer wind
Possessing the beauty of a golden sunrise
I’ll love her forever sweet Marilyn
Her love and her smile is still warm in my heart
The ring of her laughter still echoes
Remembering the whisper I turned with a sigh
But it’s just the strange way the wind blows
The sun was her hair…
As a beautiful flower that withers and dies
Leaves the fragrance still lingering
I will close my tear filled eyes
And see if she’s still here with me
The sun was her hair…