You

I took a train to Hebden Bridge and walked along the old canal,

Because I thought I might see you.

I walked along the Calder to the sunny shining bright town square,

And told someone of you.

I thought about making a call or walking down to Mytholmroyd,

To try to talk with you.

My phone was in my shaking hand, so many people milling round,

And none of them was you.

If I told you for six whole weeks I lay awake all night,

Would you try to talk things through?