Catherine Street

Misty morning on the hill

Sundance on the windowsill

Your face amid the lilies and the daffodils

On Catherine Street

Pot of steaming jasmine tea

Samba to calypso beats

Your body swaying to the music wild and free

On Catherine Street

Where did we miss the mark

Why do we cringe in pain

When did we lose our spark

How do we start again start again

The rain came down like tears that day

Two strangers with no words to say

Driving to your private world so far away

From Catherine Street

Where did we miss the mark

Why do we cringe in pain

When did we lose our spark

How do we start again start again

Half-forgotten fairytale

By the bridge your laughter calls

Your golden hair came tumbling down like waterfalls

Memories

Memories

Of Catherine Street

Catherine Street

Catherine Street