Sitting on a riverbank throwing stones into the water
Cos I ain't got the train fare to the sea
I watch the ripples break out across the rivers' surface
And realise now that she ain't coming back to me
I'm standing on my rooftop hitting golfballs at the city
Where she is out dancing, drinking wine
I watch them balls smash against the skyscrapers windows
And reflect on the time that she was mine
Smoking a cigarette as I sit down by the bus-stop
I ain't got the money for a seat
I watch the buses come in random two's and three's
Thinking of the places that we'd meet
I climb onto the railway bridge that's right outside my door
And wobble on my feet above the track
I lose myself in memories of day trips out with you
And of course I know that you ain't coming back
I was just wondering
Just wondering that's all
If you ever think of me
And wonder if I'll call...
I was only daydreaming
Just daydreaming that's all
If you still have love for me
No matter how very small
I cling to tiny branches as I climb this massive tree
That we once sat beneath and kissed
I made a make-shift arrow and fired it at our stump
But just like all them previously it missed
I lay beneath the climbing frame at Lyddiard Park
And tried to find the etching of our names
I remember like it was yesterday how so in love we were
Then rushing home for adult fun and games
I fall asleep beneath the stars on concrete paving slabs
Dreaming of you laying here beside me
Thought that I'd be laying here holding onto you my girl
But all along you were destined to be set free
I turn on both the taps to fill the room with steam
Floods of you come streaming as I bath
I wake up suddenly with cold and wrinkled skin
As I swear to God I heard you talk then laugh
I was just wondering
Wondering that's all
If you ever think of me
And wonder if I'll call...
I was only dreaming
Just daydreaming that's all
If you still have love for me
No matter how very small
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