A week went by, and then another
And not a word from you
I remember when a day would be unusual
I saw the spring become the summer
As the spring is wont to do
And I began to find the boredom almost beautiful
Oh, I must admit I welcomed it

As a month unfolded into a few
I thought of you now and then
I glimpsed you once but you were gone again
When the autumn turned to winter
As autumn ought to do
I thought Oh! What if the sun never shone
And then you sprang to mind unbidden
When it didn’t

It might have been the music from next door
Reminded me I should have missed you more
A song I’ve heard a hundred times before

A year went by, and yet another
And not a word from you
I remember when a day would be unusual
But I bumped into your brother
In the supermarket queue
And he wondered if the feeling wasn’t mutual
Then, from in the wings, a neighbour sings

It might have been the music from next door
Reminded me I should have missed you more

A song I’ve heard a hundred times before


Lyrics submitted by BlueAndStarry

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