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 won't to do

And I began to find the

Boredom almost beautiful

Oh I must admit I welcome it

As a month unfolded into a few

I thought of you now and then

I glimpsed you once

But you were gone again

And 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 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

Now 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

A hundred times