He spied her on the tube   And she was wearing a bright red poppy   Her beauty it shone through the silence   As the commuters they tried not to make eye contact   He'd never seen such a beautiful thing   Except for in movies or up on billboards   He never seen such a beautiful thing in   All his years of travelling these trains      Her shiny brown hair was tucked behind her ears   And her big blue eyes pierced right through her glasses   The book she was reading was of an interesting nature   He knew that he would surely like to date her one day      A few more stops to Walthamstow   Its just a few more stops to Walthamstow   Its just a few more stops to Walthamstow   And poppy bird i wonder what your name is      He was a child of a difficult nature   It was compulsive disorder related   Sometimes he would do silly little things   Like turn the key in the door 5 times before he went to bed   In the past he got in some silly situations   With girls from school making some silly accusations   He was through all that and he knew what to do to not   Get himself into trouble      He wanted to walk past and just ask her her name   And say shes so pretty hes been watching her on the train   He was a child of a difficult nature   He was a child of a difficult nature      A few more stops to Walthamstow   Its just a few more stops to Walthamstow   Its just a few more stops to Walthamstow   And poppy bird i wonder what your name is      A few more stops to Walthamstow   Its just a few more stops to Walthamstow   Its just a few more stops to Walthamstow   And poppy bird i wonder if i'll ever meet you      He can't believe his luck coz hes in Walthamstow   And shes leaving the train or so   He follows her onto the platform   Up the stairs and through the barriers   He gets a bit too close and she looks behind   He takes control of himself and walks further behind   Now they're out and they're onto the street   And they walk past the top of his road      It sure is dark and yes it sure is cold   And so he plucks up the courage   And starts to make his approach   She can hear his footsteps   Her hearts in her throat   She turns starts to run      No don't be dumb   No don't be dumb   No don't be dumb   No please don't be dumb      He's so close now she waits to be grabbed   And she prays to god that she won't get stabbed   So close now she can feel his breath   And he grabs her on the arm and says   "Missus, this is your book that you left"