When, Whenever Paul thinks of rain
Swallows fall in a wave
And tap on his window with their beaks

And when Paul thinks of snow
Soft winds blow round his head
And his phone rings just once late at night
Like a bird calling out "wake up, Paul"
"Don't be scared, don't believe you're all alone."

"Wake, wake up, Paul,", whisper clouds rolling by
And the seeds falling softly from the branches of the trees