Met a stranger on a subway in June
She caught my eye and I held her attention
Asked to take some refreshment and soon
We were becoming both friends and relations
When January came though a friendship existed
Relations had blistered and twisted and torn
Rode on a subway by way of anniversary
Sad, scared and silent
And then she put her head on my shoulders
Asked me to comfort her a while
Think about when we were older
How it would be, how it would be
Together
Met an old friend this afternoon
I knew she'd been crying but she didn't say why
Asked her to sit down for a few
See if there was something that I could undo
Turned out she'd just been watching the news
Wondering how man could do so much wrong
I said the right time will come when it's ready
For preachers and sinners
And then she put her head on my shoulders
Asked me to comfort her a while
Think about when we were older
How it would be, how it would be
Together
Would we survive, together, no compromise
'Cos it's only ever and always that lasts when we are gone.
Met a memory of when I was you
Couldn't quite decide if I wanted it to
Come back and tell me the news
Of all that had waited to be understood
And though I was frightened to hear what it told me
I still had to listen and see if I could
Do what was needed to change the equation
And reach out within her
And then I put my head on my shoulders
Asked her to comfort me a while
Think about when we were older
How it would be, how it would be
Together, together