Can't be moved

Him having an idea was dangerous. However, he thought this one was brilliant and might just work, even if he did say so himself.

Going back to the corner where I,

First saw you, gonna

Camp in my sleeping bag

I'm not gonna move

Got some words on cardboard, got your

Picture in my hand, saying

If you see this girl, can you tell her

Where I am

He gathered up everything he would need; it wasn't much. He wasn't planning on staying long; he knew she would see him sooner rather than later. He looked at his favourite picture of them together before gathering that up too.

Some try to

Hand me money, they don't

Understand, I'm not broke

I'm just a broken-hearted man

I know it

Makes no sense, what else

Can I do?

How can I move on, when I'm

Still in love with you

It had come as a complete shock. One minute, he thought they couldn't be any more in love. The next, he had been dumped by the love of his life.

'Cause if one day you wake up and find

That you're missing me

And your heart starts to wonder

Where on this earth I could be

Thinking maybe you'll come back here

To the place that we meet

And you'll see me waiting for you

On the corner of the street

So I'm not moving

I'm not moving

Yeah

He settled himself down on the corner of the street, the very spot where they locked eyes before he walked into a lamppost and she came rushing over to see if he was okay. This had to work.

Policeman says, "son you

Can't stay here," I said

"Someone I'm waiting for, if it's

A day, a month, a year"

Gotta, stand my ground, even if it

Rains or snows

She changes her mind,

This is the first place she will go

She woke up in an empty bed, reaching out for his warm body, before remembering she would only find coldness. She shook her head as the sadness once again overtook her, she needed to set him free. She was holding him back from his dreams; she was living hers, yet he would never be able to live the life he wanted with her around. He was unhappy, and that was her fault. She had made the right decision.

'Cause if one day you wake up and find

That you're missing me

And your heart starts to wonder

Where on this earth I can be

Thinking maybe you'll come back here

To the place that we meet

And you'll see me waiting for you

On the corner of the street

And I'm not moving

I'm not moving

She got up slowly, dragging her feet without his child-like enthusiasm bolstering her for the day ahead. The TV was turned on, a shared habit that they found they had in common- listening to the news as they got ready. She passed through the living room only to double back to the programme as she caught a glimpse of- no, that couldn't be him, could it?

People talk about the guy

Who's waiting on a girl

Oh woah

There are no holes in his shoes

But a big hole in his world

Oh

And maybe I'll get famous

As the man who can't be moved

And maybe you won't mean to

But you'll see me on the news

And you'll come running to the corner

'Cause you know it's just for

You

I'm the man who can't be moved

I'm the man who can't be moved

He was getting recognised, people in the city saw the same face they saw yesterday, and the day before, and the day before that, which struck a chord with them- it didn't happen very often that they saw the same face even twice. He could only hope that she saw him soon.

'Cause if one day you wake up and find

That you're missing me

And your heart starts to wonder

Where on this earth I can be

Thinking maybe you'll come back here

To the place that we meet

And you'll see me waiting for you

On the corner of the street

'Cause if one day you wake up and find

That you're missing me (and I'm not moving)

And your heart starts to wonder

Where on this earth I can be (I'm not moving yeah)

Thinking maybe you'll come back here

To the place that we meet (I'm not moving)

And you'll see me waiting for you

On the corner of the street (I'm not moving yeah)

She ran faster than she had before; she knew where he was. She remembers that day like it was yesterday, remembering the familiar stranger she had seen in her first week in the city of dreams, when she had finally torn her eyes away from the bright lights of her future. She could only hope that he would forgive her stupidity.

Going back to the corner, where I

First saw you, gonna

Camp in my sleeping bag, I'm not gonna move

Whispered conversations on the happiest day of their life; "I'm so glad you came back."

"Me too. And just look at us now."