The girl in long boots on the platform
Is carefully playing a game
For the boy in the back of the carriage
Who is finally single again
You left the city after breakfast
I met you on the train
And we walked in Holland Park
Until it started to rain
You in your perfect arrangement
Everyone stealing a look
Me in my place on the end of your arm
Like a second-hand book
You left me there at the station
While I counted the trains
Then I walked in Holland Park
In the early evening rain