David Olney Dogwoods
In Spring the air is filled with sweet perfume
All along these streets the dogwoods bloom
And I remember how we use to be together now
I think of you
When dogwoods bloom
When you were by my side this town was mine
I'm a stranger now, I'm feeling left behind
I miss the touch of you no there's not much that I can do
These days
When dogwoods bloom
All the dogwoods blooming pink and white
All the pretty blossoms soft and light
Do you remember how we used to be together
Do I ever cross your mind
When dogwoods bloom
