All the times you walked by, fighting with my butterflies Like all the nouns, so silent in spring time Yellow hue, daisy chain, Andrew at the window pane All of them out on the cobble They watch her walk by Showers outside Every time she came through, her grace upon our avenue Pure, sweet, even in thunder she's Stunning like satellites, catching all my oversights Oh won't you please come and visit They watch her walk by Showers outside I will stay moved and changed Time drifts on but language stays