[Verse 1]
It's a scene from a future that never could be
He's standing behind her beneath a lit tree
And the lights of Times Square they are burning above
He's 24, madly in love
He never reached her, he never stood there
He never saw snowflakes fall on her soft hair
At the airport she waited and fell to her knees
She knew that his flight was PanAm 103

[Chorus]
Springtime and summer and autumn will run
And the sweet days of singing so gently will come
But the warm hearted winter is waiting for me
When the soft snow comes falling down on Lockerbie

[Verse 2]
It's a scene from a future that ever will be
We're standing together beneath a tall tree
Two hundred and seventy candles burn bright
The long years of love will keep them alight
Somewhere she's standing, she's holding the scale
With a sword in her hand and a heart that can't fail
Whilst here in the picture I carry with me
Tim Burman is smiling and always will be
[Chorus]
Springtime and summer and autumn will run
And the sweet days of singing so gently will come
But the warm hearted winter is waiting for me
When the soft snow comes falling down on Lockerbie