The Journey

Various

From the bus I watched the people
I thought I saw you standing there
with the snowflakes all around you
like a fallen angel's prayer

Once in the road to Belfast city
I thought I saw you standing there
with confetti at a wedding
you looked so well, so young, so fair

Twice on the ice cold wintry street
I thought I saw you standing there
with the busker playing our tune
you gently smiled as I stared