On Grafton street at Christmas time

The elbows push you 'round

It's not my place of memories

I'm a stranger in this town

The faces seem familiar

I know the songs they're playing

I close my eyes and find myself

Five thousand miles away

It's funny how my world goes round without you

You're the one I never thought

I could live without

And I've just found this smile to think about you

You're a Saturday night

Far from the madding crowd

The buskers sing by candlelight

In front of Bewley's store

A young nun offers me a chair

At a table by the door

And I feel compelled to tell her

Of the sisters that we knew

How when they lit their candles

I'd say a prayer for you

It's funny how my world goes round without you

You're the one I never thought I could live without

And I've just found this smile to think about you

You're a Saturday night

Far from the madding crowd

Music

The church bells ring for holy hour

And I'm back out in the rain

It's been

Twenty years or more now

Since I last said your name

I hear you live near Dallas

In a house out on the plains

Why Grafton Street brought you to mind

I really can't explain

It's funny how my world goes round without you

You're the one I never thought I could live without

And I've just found this smile to think about you

You're a Saturday night

Far from the madding crowd

On Grafton street at Christmas time

The elbows push you 'round

All I carry now are memories

I'm a stranger in this town