Conroy Way

The street where you lived

Conroy Way

The Street where my love had lived

I spent much time talking to her

She was sweet kind and lovely

Love didn't matter to us

we were young mess up kids

Just out of high school

speaking of young love

we missed each other's prom

for we met at nineteen

Life for us couldn't be sweeter

I cared for her so much

I would wait for her to get off the bus

She was my sweet heart 

That I loved so much

When It rained I would be there with an umbrella in hand

So my Girl didn't get wet

and she would not catch a cold

I loved her this much

So I was told