And there's a cool fascination When I'm going nowhere Something deep inside of me Says I don't even care Oh and if yonder come my lady Rainbow ribbons in her hair She would be laughing with me As we moved through the fair I hear her calling from the mountains Hear her singing in the air I hear her voice in every fountain And she promides she'd be there But now I'm empty in Soho Square, Soho Square And I've been waitign for so long I've nearly turned to stone The king is in the garden But the warrior is so far from home And as cold sunlight hits the statue Little boy walks down a country lane Now he can feel the real size Of his love and his pain I hear her calling from the mountains Hear her singing in the air I hear her voice in every fountain And she promides she'd be there But now I'm empty in Soho Square, Soho Square And as I drink espresso In the Bar Italia I dream of distant harbours And wild music under bright stars And now my cup is empty And the afternoon is grey If I were a religious guy If I were a religious guy If I were a religious guy I would fall down an pra I hear her calling from the mountains Hear her singing in the air I hear her voice in every fountain And she promides she'd be there But now I'm empty in Soho Square, Soho Square