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