Christine's World

On a sunday morning

The bus is stopping

At the espresso bar

She's stepping out

Into the light and disappears

Christine you're in a dream

Oh Christine

'I like to buy a postcard

Of the falls

And send it home

When he calls

I will keep it as a bookmark

For I keep forgetting all the words'

Christine you're in a dream

Oh Christine

On a sunday night

The bus is leaving

At the espresso bar

She sits behind the window

And waves 'goodbye'

Christine you're in a dream

Oh Christine