A livery of bachelors calling on her Floating from memory, and what of me? I glance up for a moment, have I ever really been here before? I look around, nothing quite as I remember it A livery of bachelors sadly listen as her steps echo Echos as she passes slightly out of focus Fading from view, fading from sight, fading
A livery of bachelors try to bring her back, bring her back after Always passing by, always heading somewhere, just out of focus Just out of focus I still see her before me
She looks quite beautiful When she passes always later than the rest