It was easy to tell she'd been doin' well.
She wore those little alligator soft pastels.
Khaki slacks straight from the racks of Sak's Fifth Avenue.
Faded jeans worn at the seams there I sat with the love of my teens.
She apologized but said don't be surprised but there's something that I must say to you.
I never loved again after Piedmont Park.
I never loved again I swear it from my heart.
Nothing ever did compare to that night that we shared in the dark.
I never loved again after Piedmont Park.
She held my hand and found the band of gold that told I was a married man.
She said she'd been a fool since we were kids in school to just hurt me and just walk away.
She came to town just to kick around.
She just washed out of her third go-around.
After twenty years she said through her tears, I can still honestly say
I never loved again after Piedmont Park.
I never loved again, I swear it from my heart.
Nothing ever did compare to that night that we shared in the dark.
I never loved again after Piedmont Park.
In haulting tender awkwardness we dared to remininsce of crenelins
And long lost friends and the loss of innocence.
I paid the tab, she hailed a cab, the day turned misty, grey, and drab.
And as I watched her lights fade into the night I can still hear her say,
I never loved again after Piedmont Park.
I never loved again, I swear it from my heart.
Nothing ever did compare to that night that we shared in the dark.
I never loved again after Piedmont Park.
I never loved again after Piedmont Park.