your name froze on the winter air an empty bench in soho square forgotten now i turn away just save me for a rainy day but don t be sorry i don t want to hear it baby my feet froze in the winter chill i knew i d probably get ill but i was praying we could fill an empty bench and still you re so sorry but i don t want your pity baby it s all yours now please don t tease the pigeons shiver in the naked trees and i ll do anything but please don t hurt me just kiss me quick cos it s my birthday and i feel so small i don t know why but no i m not too old to cry an empty bench in soho square if you d have come you d have found me there but you never did cos you don t care and i m so sorry baby i don t mind loneliness too much but when i met you i was touched and that was good enough for me but do we always have to be sorry why can t we just be happy baby one day you ll be waiting there no empty bench in soho square and we ll dance around like we don t care and i ll be much too old to cry and you ll kiss me quick in case i die before my birthday one day you ll be waiting there no empty bench in soho square no i don t know the reason why i ll love you till the day i die but one day you ll be waiting there come summertime in soho square and i ll be painting stars up in the sky before i get too old to cry before my birthday i hope i see those pigeons fly before my birthday in soho square on my birthday
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