Picture from Spain - Peter Oren

I met her in a crowd

There she was

We caught each other looking 'round

It was enough

We talked till late that night

I walked her home debating gun rights

We put our differences aside

Under the parking lights

Two years soon passed

She sent a picture from spain

On a stone street a seedling

Was growing in a storm drain

A familiar plight I said

She left me on read

I had a thought but then it was lost

I dropped my dream in a stream

I had a whim and I saw it end

Yeah I had a smile for a while

I had a thought but then it was lost

I dropped my dream in a stream

I had a whim and I saw it end

Yeah I had a smile for a while

I had a thought but then it was lost

I dropped my dream in a stream

I had a whim and I saw it end

Yeah I had a smile for a while