I have often walked down the street before. But the pavement always. Stayed beneath my feet before. . All at once am I. Several stories high. Knowing I'm on the street where you live.
It's very clear, our love is here to stay. Not for a year but ever and a day. The radio and the telephone and the movies that we know. May just be passing fancies and in time may go.
Once upon a summertime, if you recall. We stopped beside a little flower stall. A bunch of bright forget-me-nots. Was all I'd ever let you buy me. . Once upon a summertime just like today.