Yellow Rose

There's an old man standing by a pond

Smiling like the world could do no wrong

Cool water runs against his toes

As he holds the petals of a yellow rose

Years ago in Central Park

He and his woman disappeared in the dark

And underneath the city's glow

They left the petals of a yellow rose

So would you be my, my yellow rose

Would you stand beside me when the wild wind blows

I'm only asking cause I, I'd like to know

Oh, would you be my Yellow Rose

They came in on a Jersey train

He took her hand and said, "I love you Jane."

She saw the passing of a garden's row

And said, "I'd be yours if I had one of those."

So would you be my Yellow Rose

Would you wake beside me in the morning glow

I'm only asking cause I'd like to know

Would you be my Yellow Rose

The water is still, and the woman is gone

But the old man ain't moving on

Cause there are moments when all you need

Is a cool pond and a memory