Ben Mark Smith - Thanks For The Adventure lyrics

He’s strolling down the highstreet, in the middle of the spring Slowly glazing over, to the words the buskers sing When *THUD*, he suddenly falls into a clumsy passer by Whilst gathering up his paper, she seems to catch his eye “Well i’m sorry duck, that was my fault, should’ve looked where I was going” Was a pretty girl, with a pretty smile, so he decides to dip his toe in Can I buy you a coffee or a tea, to make up for our trip They chatted for an hour or so, he pays and leaves a tip 4 months have passed, he’s in the car, about to meet her mum Thе dad left home when shе was 5, could say he was a bit of a bum There’s sweat dripping from his brow & he’s shaking like a sh*ttin’ dog But all was fine, she’s sweet & kind, with hair like northern fog Now driving home, she smiles his way, it seems he passed the test They lock the door, put on a brew & start to get undressed He likes to see himself as smooth, so pretends to untie a shoe Whilst bringing out and old diamond ring, but to him it seems brand new Now winter ties, and the summer won’t last They’ll tell some lies, to cover their past But all that’ll matter, is the space that they’re in And that won’t change, ‘cause she means everything to him He’s walking down the aisle, in the middle of the spring Slowly gazing over, to the smile his new wife brings Fumbling his vows, about love and other stuff Hers were more concise, she says “by the way, i’m up the duff” Now due to complications, a child wasn’t meant to be He locks himself away, she sets a table up for 3 See a tricky path can be overcome, if your willing to find a way They chatted for an hour or so, this time he didn’t have to pay A few years have passed, they’re getting slow, but wiser with their age He wrote a book of memories, to guide her through this stage See time has took a tole upon the mind of his one love He sings to her each night, the songs they’d dance to in the club His face and name have disappeared, the cats went long ago He finds it hard to cope with the fact it’s all about to go But he won’t be stopped, he won’t lose hope, “why give up now!” He’d say As he sits beside her bed, her brunette hair, has now turned grey Now winter ties and the summer won’t last They’ll tell some lies, to cover their past But all that’ll matter, is the space that they’re in And that won’t change, ‘cause she means everything to him He’s shuffling down the pavement, in the middle of the spring Grasping on to the lilies, that he promised he would bring 50 or so, friends she’d know, try holding back their tears As he stood behind her coffin, grinning from ear to ear When asked by their foster son “why dya seem so full of glee?” He chuckled and said “ya see my son, I once took your mother for tea” “Those trips may be done, with her anyway, but the memories still remain” “So i’ll sit here drinking whiskey … till the day we meet again.”