Softly does this song extend
Out a gift of memory back in time

To the touch of wallpaper and pillow down
The same smell of pretzels and of youth
And of the quiet Summer nights before the fall of June
Found only before and once well known
I will not forget that quiet little town
Or all the trust that it had in me
As I laid there late at night and on the ground

We understood each other
Did we not?