Sometimes life returns to corners that you've seen before
Sometimes life demands answers that you've heard before
Do you remember the wooden bridge across Greenwood Lake
After we ran away our home for seven days
Do you remember the park bench on Orange Blossom Hill
Where we talked all night in April `88
I can't forget the smile on your face
Where are you now what do you look like now
I can't forget the smell of those days
Where are you now what would it smell like now