everything but the girl - walking to you
everything but the girl - walking to you
i met your boyfriend on st. martin´s lane
and he said, “fancy running into you again”.
we talked a minute or so, then he turned to go,
and i walked into the crowd again.
and the morning was a different place,
in every passerby i saw your face.
love leaves a lonely ghost,
with one thought uppermost
- is this the case in every case?
am i walking to you?
am i walking to you?
in everything i do,
am i just walking to you?
it was seven years ago to the day,
you rang my house and we met halfway.
we walked round leicester square and
sat through ´being there´ and every moment i replay.
and i was desperate for love to be pure,
though what that meant, i never ws sure.
you spent your time on me,
i took it willingly,
and i made you trust in litterature.
am i walking to you?
am i walking to you?
in everything i do,
am i just walking to you?
i just don´t know what to do.
