I became lost in your eyes from across the Pub
This Yank looking for a conversation to start up
With my courage used up I turned to go
Silently wandering the snow in Glasgow
The sound of your keys stopped me
Under the street light you looked so lovely
My foreign mind stumbled over the words
"Names are worthless; can I spend my time with yours?"
All I have left of that night
Are silent clips of your smile in my mind
I stole a kiss near Glasgow Green
Then decided to tell you I was leaving
Off London Road you gave me your name
And I said it aloud to myself again and again
"I shall always hate the Atlantic now"
All I could manage was"I know"
So I boarded my plane
With this picture of us and her name
I thought of us on your sofa
"I need you so much closer"
The clouds opened up
And now I am home
Thinking of what happened off London Road
And a whisper softly spoken by her
"I need you so much closer"
