For your sake and mine, take this bitter-sweet journey
Start at the plaza where you first saw me.
Turn a sharp right after about a mile,
At the place where you first made me smile.
Duck under those sweet-smelling boughs
Where I first asked you out,so
Sure that I’d get a ‘yes’ not a ‘no’.
Walk along that tired path you’d miss
Unless you clearly remember our first kiss.
Take a left at that old willow tree
Where you and me first become we.
And try to close your eyes as you pace
Past the place I fell from your grace.
And once you think that wretched place is gone,
Open your eyes and I’ll be there waiting
For you to finish your walk down memory lane,
And to beg you to take me back again.