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 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