When he saw her getting of the bus
It seemed to wipe away the years
Her face was older, just a little rough
But her eyes were still so clear
He drank his coffee and he hurried out
Across before she walked away
Then he approached her like a little child
Too scared for what he had to say

"Hello, Louise,
Remember me?
Now should we part
Or stay awhile?
As if we were still lovers"

She took a moment just to recognise
The man she'd known so well before
And as he started to apologise
Lose any bitterness she bore
She gently put her finger on his lips
To let him know she understood
And with her suitcase standing on the floor
Embraced him like a lover would

He told Louise
"You look so good
It's just you see
You make me feel
As if we were still lovers"

It's not always [bad word] that time heals all wounds
There are wounds that you don't wanna heal
The memories of something really good
Something [bad word] real, that you never found again

As if we were still lovers

And though they talked for just a little time
Before she said she had to go
He saw the meeting as a tiny sign
That told him all he had to know

And so Louise
Waved from the bus
And as she left
She gave that smile
As if they were still lovers

It's not always [bad word] that time heals all wounds
There are wounds that you don't wanna heal
The memories of something really good
Something [bad word] real, that I've never found again