Walking Down the Road with You

I'm walking down the road with you, down the avenue

I’m walking down the road with you, down the avenue

We’re talking, but you don’t seem to care about my point of view

You’re listening to that blackbird yonder singing in a tree

You’re listening to that blackbird yonder singing in a tree

You’d rather listen to that blackbird than have to listen to me

You notice there’s a smell of pine trees floating in the air

You notice there’s a smell of pine trees floating in the air

Yes, you notice lots of things, but do you notice I’m still here

Something round the bend up there sure has caught your eye

Something round the bend up there sure has caught your eye

Seems to me you don’t want to give our love a try

August 2016