We met in a crowded park
At the height of autumn
And just started talking
Like we'd known each other in another life
Like they do in the movies
And we were together, always together
But life isn't Hollywood
Our hair was sometimes mussed
Our clothes a bit dated
And although our sad parting
Wasn't exactly Casablanca
It is worthy of Cinemascope
For audiences love a tragic end
And though the credits have rolled
I'll always have my flashbacks
And since we both survived
We may meet again
Perhaps there will be a sequel