Walking To You - Everything But The Girl

I met your boyfriend on St. Martin’s Lane

And he said, «Fancy running into you again»

We talked a minute or so, then he turned to go

And I walked into the crowd again

And the morning was a different place

In every passerby I saw your face

Love leaves a lonely ghost

With one thought uppermost

— is this the case in every case?

Am I walking to you?

Am I walking to you?

In everything that I do

Am I just walking to you?

It was seven years ago to the day

You rang my house and we met halfway

We walked 'round Leicester Square and

Sat through 'Being There' and every moment of it I replay

And I was desperate for love to be pure

Though what that meant, I never was sure

You spent your time on me

I took it willingly

And I made you trust in literature

Am I walking to you?

Am I walking to you?

In everything that I do

Am I just walking to you?

I just don’t know what to do

I just don’t know what to do

I just don’t know what to do

In everything that I do

Am I just walking to you?

I just don’t know what to do

I just don’t know what to do

In everything that I do

Am I just walking to you?

I just don’t know what to do

Am I walking to you?

I just don’t know what to do

Am I walking to you?

I just don’t know what to do

Am I walking to you?

I just don’t know what to do

Am I walking to you?