Anything ‘Bout June - Eva Weel Skram

You can call her June

Though she wasn’t born that month

And the things I would have song for her,

Would have been about all I wanted

Oh June, who would sleep through all of November

And some things growing in my windowsill,

Were there to make me remember…

Nobody knows

Why she was left alone

Nobody knows, anything at all

Anything about June…

Oh June

Who I know disappeard in may

And the things you’ll hear in a lifetime

Are nothing… nothing she would say

Nobody knows

What she could have been

Nobody knows anything

anything about june

ooooho, ooooho, ooooho, ooooho, ooooho

Nobody knows

'Bout her wind, and where it blows

Nobody knows… anything at all

Anything about June

Anything about June

June…