Story Behind The Song
When I was in Boston waiting for the last train to Newton I saw two homeless people lying on a bench. He was huge, on the bottom and she was tiny upon him. It was beautiful.
| Song Length |
1:32 |
Genre |
Jazz - Bossa Nova, Jazz - General |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Sociable |
Subject |
General |
| Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
ON A BENCH music & lyrics Ewa Ryks
On a bench, on a bench,
He - like a fallen tree
She - like a branch
On a bench, on a bench, on a bench.
On a bench, on a bench,
He - like a fallen tree
She - like a branch
On a bench, on a bench, on a bench.
What a view
In a public place
A man and a woman
Cuddle up together
Homeless guys
But in our life,
Not every tree
Hugs her so tight as he does
On a bench.
On a bench, on a bench,
He - like a fallen tree
She - like a branch
On a bench, on a bench, on a bench.
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