Walking along beneath the lights of that miracle mile Me and Mary making our way into the night You can hear the cries from the carnival rides The pinball bells, and the skee ball slots Watching the summer sun fall out of sight There's a warm wind coming in from off of the ocean Making it's way past the hotel walls to fill the street Mary is holding both of her shoes in her hand Said she likes to feel the sand beneath her feet And in the morning I'm leaving Making my way back to Cleveland So tonight I hope that I will do just fine And I don't see how you could ever be Anything but mine There's a local band playing at the seaside pavilion And I got just enough cash to get us in And as we are dancing, Mary's wrapping her arms around me And I can feel the sting of summer on my skin In the midst of the music I tell her I love her And we both laugh, 'cause we know it isn't true Oh, but Mary, there's a summer drawing to an end tonight And there's so much that I long to do to you But in the morning I'm leaving Making my way back to Cleveland So tonight I hope that I will do just fine And I don't see how you could ever be Anything but mine And in the morning I'm leaving Making my way back to Cleveland So tonight I hope that I will do just fine And I don't see how you could ever be Anything but mine Mary, I don't see how you could ever be Anything but mine In the morning I'm leaving Making my way back to Cleveland So tonight I hope that I will do just fine Hey, I don't see how you could ever be Anything but mine