The boy on the bridge, the girl on the boat
Between them the distance of water
Was growing
She brightened his day as she drifted away
Without knowing

For he on the bridge, a new lease of life
As sweetly the picture of she was receding
He'd had his fair share
Of not knowing where life was leading

The boy on the bridge went back to his room
And started to write
All the songs locked inside him
The first one he wrote
For the girl on the boat who inspired him

The boy on the bridge. The girl on the boat
I waited each Sunday for months till I saw you
If you find this note I dropped in your boat
I adore you

If you find this note, this anonymous note
I love you
I adore you
I, I, I adore you