The Park

Why would he come back through the park
You thought that you saw him
But no you did not
It's not him who'd come across
The sea to surprise you
Not him who would know
Where in London to find you

With sadness so real that it populates
The city and leaves you homeless again
Steam from the cup and snow on the path
The seasons have changed
From the present to past the past
The past turns whole to half
The past

Why would he come back through the park
You thought that you saw him
But no you did not who can be sure
Of anything through
The distance that keeps you
From knowing the truth

Why would you think your boy could become
The man who could makе you
Sure he was the onе

The one my one
My one