Hello forum friends,

This is my first post of the year.
This song is one of the songs we recorded during our music circle's winter recording session.
This is a collaboration with other members.
Tsuyoshi Tamada wrote the lyrics and sang the song, I composed the music.
The music was performed by Yamaha teachers.
This time too, I have prepared a live band version and a BIAB version.
The BIAB RealTracks Instrumental version was created for lyricist and vocalist to learn the melody.
Any comments encouraged.
Always welcome.

Best Regards.

Shigeki Adachi

Title: The Old Sweet Love

Link of Live Band Version by Yamaha Teachers:
https://soundcloud.com/animarorecords/the-old-sweet-love

Vocal: Tsuyoshi Tamada, my music circle friend
Accompanied by Yamaha Teachers
Following additional VST instruments played with EastWest Symphonic Orchestra
Ist Violins, 2nd Violins, Violas and Cellos
Scored by me

Link of RealTracks Instrumental Version:
https://soundcloud.com/animarorecords/the-old-sweet-love-inst

Style is _BOND.STY. Bond Fusion Ballad
RealTracks in style: 1398:Bass, Electric, Soul70sA-B Ev16 100
RealTracks in style: ~1639:Piano, Electric, Rhythm JazzFunkBreezy Ev16 075
RealTracks in style: 1840:Synth Pad, PopModernGrooveMellow Ev16 075
RealTracks in style: 3949:Guitar, Electric, Rhythm FusionBalladBrent Ev16 080
RealDrums in Style: LoungePop16thsSput^1-a:Closed Hat, Snare , b:Ride, Snare

Summary of lyrics

On an ordinary Saturday afternoon
I spotted a Chester coat in a shop window
That looked just like yours back then

Full of romantic hope, you spoke of a future
Where are you looking at it now
A distant scenery crosses my mind

Since then, I've remained the same
I am living my life carefree,
But little by little, one by one
I'm making my dreams come true

The bustling pub that we freaquently went to together once
Now has a sign with an unfamiliar name gazing down the street

The old sweet love reminds me of your smile
The old sweet love reminds me of a dream
The time that never comes back makes me sad

Under the familiar roadside trees
I walk through the fallen leaves
And my heart begins to turn into autumn colors

On an ordinary Saturday afternoon
I look up into the high sky
The clouds are slowly drifting by
Be myself