| Your name froze on the winter air
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| An empty bench in Soho Square
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| Forgotten now I turn away
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| Just save me for a rainy day
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| But don’t be sorry
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| I don’t want to hear it baby
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| My feet froze in the winter chill
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| I knew I’d probably get ill
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| But I was praying we could fill
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| An empty bench and still
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| You’re so sorry
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| But I don’t want your pity baby
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| It’s all yours now please don’t tease
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| The pigeons shiver in the naked trees
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| And I’ll do anything but
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| Please don’t hurt me
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| Just kiss me quick
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| 'Cos it’s my birthday
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| And I feel so small
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| I don’t know why
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| But no I’m not too old to cry
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| An empty bench in Soho Square
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| If you’d have come you’d have found me there
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| But you never did 'cos you don’t care
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| And I’m so sorry baby
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| I don’t mind loneliness too much
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| But when I met you I was touched
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| And that was good enough for me
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| But do we always have to be sorry
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| Why can’t we just be happy baby?
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| One day you’ll be waiting there
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| No empty bench in Soho Square
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| And we’ll dance around like we don’t care
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| And I’ll be much too old to cry
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| And you’ll kiss me quick in case I die
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| Before my birthday
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| One day you’ll be waving there
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| No empty bench in Soho Square
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| No I don’t know the reason why
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| I’ll love you till the day I die
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| But one day you’ll be waiting there
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| Come summertime in Soho Square
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| And I’ll be painting stars up in the sky
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| Before I get too old to cry
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| Before my birthday
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| I hope I see those pigeons fly
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| Before my birthday
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| In Soho Square on my birthday |