Where has all our innocence gone; When love was just a puppy's song. We shared furtive looks Behind school books; Exchanged shy smiles Across the aisles; When eye contact Had sudden impact. I followed you from school In plain view, To ridicule. I'd write names in red chalk On every sidewalk; Wait down on the corner, Avoid your father. Hold calming hands, Listen to liveΒ Β bands. Calls were made From corner pay-phones, Some privacy from prying homes. The first kiss was wet, And missed, And still one of the best. A daring move At the time, Sending the anonymous Valentine. We were waifs, And Oh so young, And love Was prematurely born.
Pay phones and live school dance bands. You know... if you're over forty.