she saw him again
looking so lowly
crossing Waterloo Bridge
for I think he must've
really really really liked her
yeah he must have,
'cause he gave her a flower
and when he dug up the trench
he threw dirt her way
and a bit of Roman brick
a homeless man in his mid
-twenties, yeah he was
broken a bit
but she couldn't sit
down and talk to him
and try to make him whole
for there were too many holes
black ones, scary ones
deep ones,
the man from Holland
he won't give up,
not on you, my dear
(and I don't blame him)
