The old lady on the park bench

In the park with just one tree

Was there from the very first day

That you were part of me

It seemed like she'd been sitting there

Since 1000 B.C.

And you said, "She is as permanent

As anything can be."



>From that first day

We were three

The old lady and you and me



You sat there in the window

You were looking 'cross the street

You said, "The birds and the old lady

Yet the same bread crumbs they eat."

I could not get you back to bed

'Till you took them both a treat

And I learned that you were twice as stubborn

As you could be sweet



>From that first day

We were three

The old lady and you and me



Do you remember that summer rain storm

On the day that you moved in

I was caught in the excitement

Of what was to begin

Well, you disappeared for a little while

And when I asked you where you'd been

You said you'd lent the old lady my new umbrella

Then you gave me that wicked grin



>From that first day

We were three

The old lady and you and me



Yes on March 21st the first day of Spring

The old lady would be there

Spend all the days of summer

Then she'd disappear somewhere

Where she spent her falls and her winters, babe

No one was aware

But you were the first to wonder

Yeah, you were the first to care



It was three years we were together

The old lady held that spot

Through the nights when life was wonderful

Through the days when it was not

And the times we were in trouble

In a way we sometimes got

Just knowing that she was out there

Meant we gave it just one more shot



>From that first day

We were three

The old lady and you and me



Well it's March 21st the first day of Spring

And you know what I had to do

I got up and I ran to the window

To confirm what I already knew

I wish I had your address

To send this letter to

You see the old lady's not on the park bench

And I'm still wondering where are you

Where are you

Where are you