You'll come in with the sun in the mornin'. Like you've done so often before. But you won't find me asleep on the sofa. Exhausted from walkin' the floor.
In the park after dark. We'll be together if you can only slip away this time. Will our love ever get any farther than. In the park after dark six to nine?.
A memory often comes to visit. As I lay in my bed late at night. Of mama along in the kitchen. Mending clothes by a little all night. . She sewed till her fingers were slowing.