Mystery

All my life has been a mystery

You and I were never, ever meant to be

It's why I call my love for you a mystery



Different country

You and I have always lived in a different country

And I know that airline tickets don't grow on a tree

So what kept us apart is plain for me to see



That much, at least, is not really a mystery



Estuary

I live in a houseboat on an estuary

Which is handy for my work with the water authority

But I know you would have found it insanitary



Insanitary



Taken a violent dislike to me

I'd be foolish to ignore the possibility

But if we ever actually met, you might have hated me

Still, that's not the only problem that I can see



Dead since 1973

You been dead now... wait a minute, let me see

15 years come next January

As a human being you are history



So why do I still long for you

Why is my love so strong for you

Why did I write this song for you

Well, I guess it's just a mystery