8. Walking alone
Walking alone on a quiet winter’s afternoon
Hoping I’d bump into you
But them what would we have to talk about
The times we meet are seldom and few
A winter’s daydream as I walk along
A winter’s daydream that I love you
Breathing the air of a quiet winter’s afternoon
I wish I could share it with you
But my plans never seem to quite work out
The times they do are seldom and few
Watching the trees on a quiet winter’s afternoon
Are they the only ones that stay true?
Can I take a step without any doubt?
The times I do are seldom and few
I’ve tried and I’ve cried
But still I don’t know why
I prefer to walk alone
A winter’s daydream as I walk along
A winter’s daydream that I love you
Walking alone on a quiet winter’s afternoon
I knew I wouldn’t bump into you
With you beside me or better without?
The times I know are seldom and few