Who's the one would find on the beach every day
Lying there on the shore while his friends swim away
Lying there in the sand only inches from you
Watching you every day ‘til the summer was through
It was me
Who would help gather shells for the bracelet you made
Who would find you the cups for the pink lemonade?
Who was always beside you whenever you'd swim?
When you sat by the sea as the daylight could end?
It was me, it was me
Now that summer is gone and the warm skies are cold
And the soft winds are crisp with their wintry chill
Do you ever think back on the night when we kissed?
Can you ever forget? I know I never will
Who's the one next to you in the group photograph?
Who's the one with the face too unhappy to laugh?
Standing there looking down so uncertain and shy
Like a boy who's in love, so in love he could cry
It was me, it was me
Me finding out it was you
Writer(s): Norman Gimbel, Maurice Alfred Marie Vidalin, Gilbert Becaud
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