Walking To You

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