Walk Over

There's a point out on the gazebo
When I walk over there
And there's a grey wooden bench
With sides all around
And I like to sit there
When there's no one around
I don't know why it is I like it there
Like by the ducks and the water
There's a special place
There's uninhabited places
Not too far away
And if you go there
You aren't anymore, you disappear
But where are you now
I'd like to know
I know that you'll really change a lot
There's a point out on the gazebo
And I walk over there
And there's a grey wooden bench
With sides all around