Clothing & Shoes - Park Bench Conversation Lyrics

A park bench conversation is no ordinary thing
Stories traded over as I listen to you sing

Don't you know
That seventeen is still young
Don't you know
That seventeen is still young

We have no control of our own wicked souls
And every time at the end we know

Don't you know
That seventeen is still young
Don't you know
That seventeen is still young

A park bench conversation
A park bench conversation
A park bench conversation

There I was sitting on a bench
Red sky was fading as I sketched
Now that I'm older and can see
Words do not come as easily
Yet I will tell you looking back
Our eyes were stricken with the path
As time goes slowly through the sky
We choose the way we live our lives