That perfume in the air is like the one she'd wear And her hair, it always took time to repair My watch it brings of late to me the times I'd wait By the gate, her way from work did indicate Occasionally I think of things When a cold hard bell inside me rings Just in time I can pull the blind and shut it from my mind This cigarette I smoke reminds me of a joke That we spoke, on mornings when we first awoke My walk upon the grass right now it brings to pass When she'd ask, if everything we'd got would last Occasionally I think of things When a cold hard bell inside me rings Just in time I can pull the blind and shut it from my mind Shut it out