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 was sure.
You spent your time on me,
I took it willingly,
And I made you trust in literature.

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.

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Writer(s): WATT