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'd know where in London to find you Sadness so real that it populates the city Can't leave you homeless again Steam from a cup and snow on the path The seasons have changed from the present to past The past turns cold to hot The past La la la la, la la la la 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 the boy could become The man who could make you sure he was the one? La la la la, la la la la Do do do do, ah ah ah