The Music Next Door - The Lucksmiths

A week went by, and then another

And not a word from you

I remember when a day would be unusual

I saw the spring become the summer

As the spring is wont to do And I began to find the boredom almost beautiful

Oh, I must admit I welcomed it As a month unfolded into a few

I thought of you now and then

I glimpsed you once but you were gone again

When the autumn turned to winter

As autumn ought to do

I thought Oh!

What if the sun never shone

And then you sprang to mind unbidden

When it didn’t

It might have been the music from next door

Reminded me I should have missed you more

A song I’ve heard a hundred times before

A year went by, and yet another

And not a word from you

I remember when a day would be unusual

But I bumped into your brother

In the supermarket queue

And he wondered if the feeling wasn’t mutual

Then, from in the wings, a neighbour sings

It might have been the music from next door

Reminded me I should have missed you more

A song I’ve heard a hundred times before