Anniversary of the Loss of Kirstie MacColl (18 December 2000)

It’s alright until the night when you can’t forget she went away

An empty bench in Soho Square (but not the empty bench)

A song drifts along from a bar where a jukebox plays
And triggers the memory of happier summer days
Drive to the beach, sun on the water
Love was in reach and you never saw that
The sun was sinking and love was fading away.