I sit on a park bench,on a chilly fall day.
I see them walking towards me,hand in hand.Her long brown hair flowing with each step.They stop briefly for him to kiss her on the forehead and walk again hand in hand. It's a new love. I see them walking towards me,hand in hand. Her long silver hair flowing with each step.They stop briefly for him to kiss her on the forehead and walk again hand in hand. It's an old love.I sit on a park bench on a chilly fall day watcing new and old love.