Walking down the street

By the house we knew

Weeds command the garden where

Our roses grew

Children I don’t know

Climb our apple tree

And scar the bark

That bears the mark

Of your sweet love for me

No one sees an old man cry

As he starts to say goodbye

Won’t someone up there tell them please?

They’re walking on my memories

CHORUS

Sweet memories

The after glow

Of love be long ago

The window where she stood

And waved to me each day

Now fades another while I roam

The years away

See things as they were

Our love it used to be

I’m glad those smiling eyes can’t see

What time has done to me?

No one sees an old mans tears

And when his heartbreaks no one hears

Won’t someone up there tell them please?

They’re walking on my memories

Chorus 2 times and fade the 3rd time