Reconnecting with a dear friend after many years, led to many trans-Atlantic conversations, and a rekindled friendship.My imagination led me to believe that may friends have many similar conversations... and if one is visually oriented, one can imagine a scene such as the one in the song.
Lyrics
Tell me about your lover babe
Tell me about your friends
I’ll be here at the end of the line
I’ll be here till your heart mends
Tell me about your day at work
Tell me how you feel
It doesn’t matter, how long it takes
I’m listening, so let it unreel.
Chorus: x 2
There’s a robin out on the lawn
Bobbin’ for a worm
I’m just like that robin
I’ll be here when the seasons turn
I imagine you're washing dishes
Looking out your window too
I know why we talk like this
I know what you've been through
I realize why we're connected
In that special time and place
You are my link to that special time
Its you who gives it a face
Chorus:
There’s a robin out on the lawn
Bobbin’ for a worm
I’m just like that robin
I’ll be here when the seasons turn