Ray is singing of Waterloo bridge While i'm walking in the street The bus is coming and i dream of us The rain falling seems like dust Every morning is like a big blank page That's the good of being young I'm barefoot in my room thinking of you Outside the daisies and the sun I know you think that we should stay apart But our smiles are linked to our hearts A different way is really hard to find 'Cause i can't seem to get you out of my mind.