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1950


Pictures running through her mind in black and white The record player, playing songs from long ago Shes looking back at days of her youth Only she knows the truth She remembers the school dance Her first chance at romance She'd take him back if only she had the chance But for now all she sees Are pictures running through her mind In black and white
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