Wandering through the back roads And the rain comes rushing down To resolve your love For this man in his twenties Am I right? Am I wrong? Or am I just dreaming? Climbing up the backstairs There's a chill wind in the air I wrap up from the cold Pull the blind in the window Who was here? Was it you? Or am I just dreaming? Look at all the lonely people Walking miles around the town I can see the old cathedral But I have to play it down Boats are on the river Setting up their sails And life carries on as normal Although you're not around Waiting at the bus stop Laughing off the rain Shaking their umbrellas 'Till it starts again Flowers in the water Floating off downstream Paper in the gutter Blowing in the breeze Am I right? Am I wrong? Or am I just dreaming? Look at all the lonely people Walking miles around the town I can see the old cathedral But I have to play it down Boats are on the river Setting up their sails And life carries on as normal Although you're not around Waiting at the bus stop Laughing off the rain Shaking their umbrellas 'Till it starts again Flowers in the water Floating off downstream Paper in the gutter Blowing in the breeze Wandering through the back roads And the rain comes rushing down To resolve your love For this man in his twenties Am I right? Am I wrong? Or am I just dreaming?