There's a parking lot where the corner cafe stood | |
One of the places we first fell in love | |
They've built a waterslide on the bluff by the riverside | |
Where we first fumbled our way into love | |
And you hardly ever hear it it's a golden oldie now | |
But you and I danced to it at least a thousand miles | |
We ran with Bobby and his wife her name I can't recall | |
We had lots of fun and love hardly anything else at all | |
The things we knew are turning brown and gray with age or gone | |
It's funny how the years slip by I can't help but wonder why | |
Sometimes it doesn't seem that long | |
After all these years after all the joys and tears | |
After all is said and done after most of everything we knew is gone | |
I still love you | |
[ guitar ] | |
After all these years... | |
After all |
There s a parking lot where the corner cafe stood | |
One of the places we first fell in love | |
They ve built a waterslide on the bluff by the riverside | |
Where we first fumbled our way into love | |
And you hardly ever hear it it s a golden oldie now | |
But you and I danced to it at least a thousand miles | |
We ran with Bobby and his wife her name I can t recall | |
We had lots of fun and love hardly anything else at all | |
The things we knew are turning brown and gray with age or gone | |
It s funny how the years slip by I can t help but wonder why | |
Sometimes it doesn t seem that long | |
After all these years after all the joys and tears | |
After all is said and done after most of everything we knew is gone | |
I still love you | |
guitar | |
After all these years... | |
After all |
There s a parking lot where the corner cafe stood | |
One of the places we first fell in love | |
They ve built a waterslide on the bluff by the riverside | |
Where we first fumbled our way into love | |
And you hardly ever hear it it s a golden oldie now | |
But you and I danced to it at least a thousand miles | |
We ran with Bobby and his wife her name I can t recall | |
We had lots of fun and love hardly anything else at all | |
The things we knew are turning brown and gray with age or gone | |
It s funny how the years slip by I can t help but wonder why | |
Sometimes it doesn t seem that long | |
After all these years after all the joys and tears | |
After all is said and done after most of everything we knew is gone | |
I still love you | |
guitar | |
After all these years... | |
After all |