Passing On The Stairs

In the hall lights flicker hum

With her buckles still undone

She hides beneath her blue trench coat

Gaze so soft, yet so remote

In that dusty uniform

The outline of her lovely form

And more than once I've brushed her hand

Passing on the stairs

In the hall lights flicker hum

His dark lashes always hung

With a look so weary and so wise

When we passes he gently sighs

In his work-worn boots he leans

And I wonder what it means

Whatever does it mean

Passing on the stairs

Up the stairs every night

Up the stairs seven flights

And down she goes into the night

Down my stairs and out of sight

Who is she with that misty look?

Every night a different book

With the scent of violets in her hair

Who's this angel on my stairs?

A distant time comes back to me

The wild reeds, the salty sea

My father calling 'Don't go far'

I gathered sea glass in a jar

And built a castle with a moat

The wind blew sand into my hair

In the rustling of your over coat

Passing on the stairs

Up the stairs every night

Up the stairs seven flights

And down she goes into the night

Down my stairs and out of sight

And I wonder if she thinks of me

Is it just a boyish fantasy?

Speak dear lady won't you speak

Can't you tell you make me meek?

So in silence once more we pass

Another night I walk on glass

And I dream that she thinks of me

Passing on the stairs

And I wonder if he thinks of me

If this could be our destiny

Oh haven't you a word for me

If only you'd misplace your key

So in silence once more we pass

Another night I walk on glass

And how I dream he thinks of me

And our passing on the stairs

Up the stairs every night

Up he climbs seven flights

And down she goes into the night

Down my stairs and out of sight

Up the stairs every night

Up the stairs seven flights

And down she goes into the night

Down my stairs and out of sight

Down my stairs and out of sight