wrote this some time after Chinese New Year. an affair from the perspective of the mistress inspired by short story 'a family man'. the harmonising isn’t perfect but I hope you like it :) Lyrics: I met you on a Sunday afternoon In a sun-lit gallery down Elgin Street You were wearing a striped grey scarf I didnt know then, was knitted by your wife The scent from the collar of your shirt Caught me off guard when you asked me, so courteously, You said, miss, do you have time for a cup of coffee? I tapped my phone and said, maybe. I told your wife that was how we met It was almost perfect for a photo shoot set I told your wife you had good taste In art and cappuccino it caught me in amaze I told your wife with a parchment letter Sprayed on with your perfume if that matters I told your wife you love her all the same Now I think about it, it was quite lame We were walking down promenade I was your tigress on Valentines Day Your iPhone chimed, you held it with your left hand Thats when I saw the silver strand I told your wife that you lied Breaking promises, that I cant abide But I told your wife that I loved your bed sheet It smelt like rose-petals and sun-dried treats I shouldve sent it through speed post So it would reach her before you were home I shouldve added you were a welcoming host Inviting a young foal who roamed I told your wife I told your wife I asked your wife to forgive my soul A blind-folded heart, you gave me a role A role as mistress I never did yearn I will ...