There's a man sits and fishes on the pier Like the morning air, everyday he's there Now a woman sits inside of her room In a rocking chair, oh she's waiting there Waiting waiting, waiting for the one just hoping hoping in vain Something, something, something in his eyes Said he would return, and come back to see her again He can remember all their hopes dreams She can remember just how good it seemed to be in love at 17 every young dream it was the winter, 1923, felt like spring in december Blossoms on the trees They were so in love only 17 go back see her again Now the man who sits at the end of the pier something in the air says she's still waiting there after all of there years He still remembers them there swinging in a chair Moonlight in her hair he's talking, talking, a plane across the sea hoping, hoping in vain Now he's crying, crying how was he to know That she would be gone when he went back to see her again He can remember all their hopes dreams He can remember just how good it seemed to be in love at 17 every yong dream Now it's the winter She's left without a trace He can't remember a colder winter's day They were so in love only 17 too late to see her again He can remember all their hopes dreams She can remember just how good it seemed to be in love at 17 every young dream it was the winter, 1923, felt like spring in december Blossoms on the trees They were so in love only 17 go back see her again