Hi

Tripping down main street

Tripping down up street

Up down the street

Up down the street

Is this where we meet

Is this where we met

Every house and every tree

Reminds me of your arms

But it is the wrong love

An adolescent thing

Of love that is

O the old people like to disdain

Is this where we meet

Is this where we met

Every tree is saying hi

And I feel a good-bye