Sometimes it seems like only yesterdaynI who never was one to fold my hands and pray turned to the skynIt was the spookiest July I've ever seennthere was a whispering in the wire & a song in the treesnnHow I wanted you to step in to my worldn& brighten the shadenHow I wanted younYou took the blue out of the bluesn& the grey out of greynn3 clouds afloat about above the riversidenFrom 9 flights up the town looked just about a thimbles sizen& when you walked into the roomnI thought I could hear my favourite tunenRise from the floorboards, through the roof & into a sky of bluennHow I wanted you to step into my worldn& let the light slip innHow I wanted you to step in to my sorry lifen& make it beginnnA winding road leads off into the darknFrom the clear light of the present to the shadows of the pastnYou picture a scene, the smallest thingna certain something springs to mindn& it rattles the wire & makes these memories seem almost alivennHow I wanted you to step in to my worldn& brighten the shadenHow I wanted you,nyou coloured the stars & skyn& I wanted you to be mine