Why would he come back through the park?nYou thought that you saw him, but no you did notnIt's not him who'd come across the sea to surprise younNot him who would know where in London to find younnWith a sadness so real that it populatesnThe city and leaves you homeless againnSteam from a cup and snow on the pathnThe seasons have changed from the present to pastnThe pastnnFrom whole to halfnThe pastnnWhy would you think your boy would becomenThe man who could make you sure he was the one?nThe onenMy one