The old lady on the park bench In the park with just one tree Was there from the very first day That you were part of me It seemed like she'd been sitting there Since 1000 B.C. And you said, "She is as permanent As anything can be."
>From that first day We were three The old lady and you and me
You sat there in the window You were looking 'cross the street You said, "The birds and the old lady Yet the same bread crumbs they eat." I could not get you back to bed 'Till you took them both a treat And I learned that you were twice as stubborn As you could be sweet
>From that first day We were three The old lady and you and me
Do you remember that summer rain storm On the day that you moved in I was caught in the excitement Of what was to begin Well, you disappeared for a little while And when I asked you where you'd been You said you'd lent the old lady my new umbrella Then you gave me that wicked grin
>From that first day We were three The old lady and you and me
Yes on March 21st the first day of Spring The old lady would be there Spend all the days of summer Then she'd disappear somewhere Where she spent her falls and her winters, babe No one was aware But you were the first to wonder Yeah, you were the first to care
It was three years we were together The old lady held that spot Through the nights when life was wonderful Through the days when it was not And the times we were in trouble In a way we sometimes got Just knowing that she was out there Meant we gave it just one more shot
>From that first day We were three The old lady and you and me
Well it's March 21st the first day of Spring And you know what I had to do I got up and I ran to the window To confirm what I already knew I wish I had your address To send this letter to You see the old lady's not on the park bench And I'm still wondering where are you Where are you Where are youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
