You Pedalled Into My Afternoon

Lyrics

I was sitting by the fountain with a book I didn't read
When you came along the pathway on a bicycle, indeed
Basket full of daffodils, a bell that rang out clear
And the whole slow afternoon turned bright when you came near

You braked beside my bench and asked the way to Harper Row
I pointed in the wrong direction, I just didn't want you to go
You laughed and said you had all day, no hurry, no clock
And I forgot my name for a moment, and the hour on the clock

You pedalled into my afternoon
Like a song that I had waited for
Spokes of silver, a ringing tune
And I wasn't looking, and I wanted more
Round and round, the world went slow
Sunlight on a turning wheel
You pedalled into my afternoon
And I knew that this was real

We walked the bike together down the avenue of trees
Your hand beside my hand on the handlebar in the breeze
A little talk of nothing, then of everything, in turn
And I thought, how strange that a lifetime can start with a bell's small churn

You pedalled into my afternoon
Like a song that I had waited for
Spokes of silver, a ringing tune
And I wasn't looking, and I wanted more
Round and round, the world went slow
Sunlight on a turning wheel
You pedalled into my afternoon
And I knew that this was real

Now every time I hear that bell
I think of daffodils and the story I can tell
Of a wrong direction, a gentle lie
And a stranger passing slowly by

You pedalled into my afternoon
Like a song that I had waited for
Spokes of silver, a ringing tune
And I wasn't looking, and I wanted more
Round and round, the world went slow
Sunlight on a turning wheel
You pedalled into my afternoon
And I knew that this was real

You pedalled into my afternoon
And I knew that this was real