Last Friday night down at the diner Booth in back, they sat alone Holding hands like two young lovers Her hair was gray and his was gone. She said to him I'm getting older A pretty girl, no more to be Heaven knows I'm not a treasure He softly said, you are to me. You are to me a girl in springtime The one I met so long ago A moment captured for a lifetime That's what I see you are to me.
He said to her my work is done, now And all that's left are memories Heaven knows I'm not important She softly said, you are to me. You are to me a boy in springtime The one I met so long ago A moment captured for a lifetime That's what I see, you are to me. That's what I see, you are to me.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.