An empty bench in Soho Square
Just kiss me quick 'cos it's my birthday
Before I get too old to cry before my birthday
But I was praying we could fill an empty bench
Why can't we just be happy, baby?
The pigeons shiver in the naked trees
One day you'll be waiting there
No empty bench in Soho Square
No, I don't know the reason why
Forgotten, now I turn away
And I'll be painting stars up in the sky
And that was good enough for me
One day you'll be waiting there
No empty bench in Soho Square
I don't mind loneliness too much
But do we always have to be sorry
I knew I'd probably get ill
But one day you'll be waiting there
And you'll kiss me quick
And I'm so sorry, baby
And we'll dance around like we don't care
I'll love you till the day I die
And I feel so small I don't know why
And still you're so sorry, but I don't want your pity, baby
My feet froze in the winter chill
Come summertime in Soho Square
But you never did 'cos you don't care
But don't be sorry, I don't want to hear it, baby
I hope I see those pigeons fly before my birthday
And I'll do anything but please don't hurt me
Just save me for a rainy day
But no I'm not too old to cry
But when I met you I was touched
And I'll be much too old to cry
In case I die before my birthday
If you'd have come you'd have found me there
It's all yours now, please don't tease
