I strolled into a deserted seaside café

All on a winter's day.

I ordered up a cup of rich brown steaming tea

>From an old lady.



What happened to you, man, you used to be so free,

Now all you do is sit and dream

Of a fay girl green

By a mountain stream.



I strolled into a deserted seaside café

All on a winter's day.

I ordered up a cup of rich brown memories,

Sat and I watched the sea.



What happened to you, man, you used to be so free.

When you were as a mountain stream

Following a dream,

Following a dream.



What happened to you ?

What happened to you