Wonderful Tonight

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It was a warm Sunday afternoon. We were walking unhurried past a public square towards the undergound station. Waiters at the restaurants surrounding the square were busy serving patrons dining alfresco.

A local band was playing at a corner complete with drum set and the whole works. Just as we passed them, a pair of teenage girls started belting Eric Clapton's Wonderful Tonight.

I stopped in my tracks, so did my companion. We walked closer to the band. Their voice werent exactly the best, but we just stood there, humming along. We were enjoying the simplicity of it all. Raw music, great weather, friendly neighbourhood. And of course one of my favourite songs.

The song ended and we made our way to the station. My companion asked me, why do you like that song?

I dont know what he expected to hear. That a tall dark and handsome guy had sang it to me? That I danced to the tune with the most romantic man? That those words were whispered to me once upon a time? Since none of those were true, I said, I dont know why.

Almost a year has now passed. Each time I hear the song, my memory takes me back there. I still dont have the answer... But I guess I like it more now because it takes me back there.
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