Conway Twitty You Are To Me
Last Friday night down at the diner booth in back they sat
Alone holdin’ hands like two young lovers
Her hair was grey and his was gone
She said to him im getting older a pretty girl no more to be
Heaven knows im not a treasure
He softly said you are to me
You are to me the girl in spring time
The one I met so long ago a moment captured for a life time
That’s what I see you are to me
He said to her my work is done now and all that’s left are memories
Heaven knows im not important
She softly said you are to me
You are to me a boy in spring time
The one I met so long ago a moment captured for a life time
That’s what I see you are to me
That’s what I see you are to me
last Friday night down at the diner
