The skies were blue
The trees were bare
French in part
Shanghai at heart
Even with the cool winter air
Warm hearts were there
Dance, play mahjong
Or take a stroll with mum
Welcome to Fuxing Park
The skies were blue
The trees were bare
French in part
Shanghai at heart
Even with the cool winter air
Warm hearts were there
Dance, play mahjong
Or take a stroll with mum
Welcome to Fuxing Park
Are you going somewhere?
Wouldn’t it’d be fun if I came too?
I remember the daily trip to school
A mini adventure
On a big double decker bus