A beautiful day it was Vienna in the springtime
Late morning writing rhymes in the sunshine
Sitting on the bench with the pad and the pen
Spilling out my thoughts it was Saturday in the park
Kids playing I was contemplating destiny
I looked up there was an Angel sitting next to me
21 or 22 years old and flawless
Body of a goddess underneath but her dress was modest
Eyes green sort of blue in the sun rays
Started talking and I told her that I'm from the bay
Pulled out a J from the pocket out of my shirt
Asked her for a light and she dug into her purse
Said she lived near and came here because it's peaceful
To clear out her mind plus she liked watching the people
She had a man but he lived and studied overseas
I could tell she loved him but her eyes said she was lonely
We caught a cloud together
Conversation and we smiled together
One moment on this old bench
Spoke like old friends
Told some jokes and
Started walking as the clouds started moving in
Spring showers only last about a half an hour
So Vienna from the park to the city center
Started raining so we ducked into a cafe
Sat in the window a cappuccino and a latte
Walked around the town together
Checking out the scenery
Philosophized talked about life
And what it means to be heard
My history is fall in love to easily
Yeah I believe in God but first I believe in me
Fuck a Grammy what I really want is a family
Had a lot of women love me but none can understand me
I don't understand myself I'm just a lonely man
Trying to fake a smile until it's real doing the best I can
We kept strolling never holding hand physically
But every time we caught each others glance it was energy
Chemistry reading one anothers thoughts mentally
Destiny this friend sent to me to talk some sense in me
Told her the origin of my heart break and anger
Sometimes it's easier to open up to strangers
I'm not committed but I met this girl that's really fresh
Still I'm apprehensive from the torture of my last ex
It's hard having a girl out on tour
But anything worth having in life is worth waiting for
I'm no saint but I'd like to find a better way
I don't trust women and I think about it every day
Both my parents had multiple divorces
I'm cautious but trying to move forward in the process
Touched my hand and said it's okay to feel that way
But don't let it kill my spirit true love can heal that pain
Looked at her watch and she had to catch a train soon
I walked her to the station and my eyes told her thank you
The doors closed and turned away from my friend
I never caught her name I never saw her again
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