The time was twenty past Our meeting was delayed I watched you move Over Edinburgh concrete I hid behind the wall And as you approached I tried to guess At what you were thinking Then memory, took me away Two miles from here And three decades ago Then all at once, so soon You were inside the room And that was Tuesday afternoon This love is old and new This love is happening now This love is mine And I give it you gladly If you don't want it, say I'll take it away And put it back in the place Where I found it And every now and then I'll take it out again Turn it in my hands And look upon its madness Then lead it from the room And show it to the moon And remember Tuesday afternoon I remember Tuesday afternoon I recall the sweet scent of your skin And if I try hard I begin Almost to draw a trace Of your glistening lips upon my face I never regret you But sometimes I forget you Like when I'm tired And I make bad decisions But you come back to me Your lovely melody Sings to my soul And lifts me to heaven And as I'm rising up A yellow buttercup Illuminates your chin And causes gentle laughter Yours is the song I croon I know I'll see you soon I love you, Tuesday afternoon