Oh, by the bridge, by the bridge
There's a waxing moon
You so wanted to have for our own
That we plucked it from the laughing sky
What a time, what a time
Oh, in the yard, in the yard
There were flowers blooming
You so wanted to wear in your hair
So we picked them from the glowing green
What a time, what a time
And the love letters that slipped and cut my palms
I can read them now with grief-calloused heart
Of a lonely loon
Crying at the stars, ooh
Dazzled by the old light, ooh
You and I wеre always, ooh
Oh, by the pond, by the pond
I hеar one calling
I so wanted to fly in its arms
That I prayed there in the growing cold
What a time, what a time
And the orphaned paints that clogged the big house
I can wash them off with time-softened heart
Of a lonely loon
Crying at the stars, ooh
Dazzled by the old light, ooh
You and I were always, ooh
Oh, by the door, by the door
There's a worried ghost
You so wanted to give me a hug
I pinched your ever-rosy cheek
What a time, what a time
What a Time was written by Courtney Swain.