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 make you
Sure he was the one
The one
My one
My one
I think I heaqrd her the first time five or six years ago.. and I still know all the lyrics. I´m so happy that I found her again, she´s got such a powerful and beautiful voice. It sounds exactly the way I feel about the world <3
Picture this....your only love is gone...and you are walking to try and see that life is still worth living without him...and then you see him!!! He is coming towards you through the park!! Such joy fills your heart! But ....it was SO not him. Not him at all. Devastation and sadness overwhelm you. Still...memories of a time when he would come to find you. And all the sudden ..life is about missing him and hoping next time it will be him. PUNCH ME IN THE STOMACH PAIN. FEIST BRILLIANT.
I think I heaqrd her the first time five or six years ago.. and I still know all the lyrics. I´m so happy that I found her again, she´s got such a powerful and beautiful voice. It sounds exactly the way I feel about the world <3