Yesterday he was walking through the park   On the way back from work it was getting dark   He saw autumn trees with their peeling bark   She was sitting on a bench   He didn't think she'd look twice you see   But she looked three times or so it would seem   The rain started up it began to teem   And she was getting drenched      She started to run but he caught up quickly   And he was wearing sunglasses it was hard to see   Then she hit him with a moving plea   Could I please share your umbrella   Well he just smiled and he let her in   And they walked through the rain like Siamese twins   He doesn't normally pick up girls he thinks it's a sin   He just not that sort of fella      She told him where she lived and she told him her name   And he tried her patience, she tried to play games   He wanted to be with her though his excuse was lame   I was going that way anyway   Her flat in a house it was three miles out   Right next to a train track and he had to shout   She said I'm a dancer, she twirled about   And asked him if he wanted to stay      His clothes were really wet he should have taken them off   But he was embarrassed cos he thought she'd laugh   But then she insisted when she heard him cough   She went to make some tea   And he was wearing just a towel to keep him warm   And he saw that she liked Somerset Maugham   She took the Guardian so she could be better informed   But she wasn't interested politically   She seemed rather nonchalant      Time went fast, time came to leave   But in that room he thought he was Adam, she was Eve   He wasn't lying and she wasn't deceived   And neither knew what to say   But everything seemed to be going down fine   Til she gave him a leaving sign   And he asked her 'Why?', he said 'Is the fault all mine?'   She just said 'No, I've had a bad day'      So he wandered back to town in the drizzling rain   And he wondered if he'd ever see her again   He wanted to walk with her down lover's lane   And it started to make him cry   Cos his life was turning cartwheels, all his cards were down   In the circus of existence, he always played a clown   He wanted a slice of forever as he turned into town   And he felt her memory die      But today he was walking through the park   On the way back from work it was still getting dark   He saw autumn trees with their peeling bark   And she was still sitting on that bench