
Date of issue: 06.11.1988
Record label: Virgin
Song language: English
Louise |
When he saw her getting off the bus |
It seemed to wipe away the years |
Her face was older, just a little rough |
But her eyes were still so clear |
He drank his coffee and he hurried out |
Across before she walked away |
Then he approached her like a little child |
Too scared for what he had to say |
«Hello, Louise, |
Remember me? |
Now should we part |
Or stay awhile? |
As if we were still lovers» |
She took a moment just to recognise |
The man she’d known so well before |
And as he started to apologise |
Lose any bitterness she bore |
She gently put her finger on his lips |
To let him know she understood |
And with her suitcase standing on the floor |
Embraced him like a lover would |
He told Louise |
«You look so good |
It’s just you see |
You make me feel |
As if we were still lovers» |
It’s not always true that time heals all wounds |
There are wounds that you don’t wanna heal |
the memories of something really good |
something truly real, that you never found again |
And though they talked for just a little time |
Before she said she had to go He saw the meeting as a tiny sign |
That told him all he had to know |
And so Louise |
Waved from the bus |
And as she left |
She gave that smile |
As if they were still lovers |