Wandering through the back roads. And the rain comes rushing down. To resolve your love. For this man in his twenties. Am I right?. Am I wrong?. Or am I just dreaming?. Climbing up the backstairs. There's a chill wind in the air. I wrap up from the cold. Pull the blinds in the window. Who was there?. Was it you?. Or am I just dreaming?. Look at all the lonely people. Walking miles around the town. I can see the old cathedral. But I have to play it down. Boats along the river. Setting up their sails. And life carries on as normal. Although you're not around. Waiting at the bus stop. Laughing off the rain. Shaking their umbrellas. Till it starts again. Flowers in the water. Floating off downstream. Paper in the gutter. Blowing in the breeze. Am I right?. Am I wrong?. Or am I just dreaming?.