I'm sorry sir, but sadly you can't talk with her today Are you the man that's travelling from so very far away? She has no friends or family, she has no next of kin These cases tend to end quite quickly after they begin So imagine our surprise to see the light shine in her eyes Every time she sees one of your postcards has arrived So although it sounds ridiculous, it's really quite miraculous I think you might be helping her survive So keep on walking Mr Fry For there's a magic in your stride I don't know how, I don't know why But sometimes if you try Even when you're falling you can fly So keep on walking Mr Fry I must admit I felt as if you hadn't understood The weight of Queenie's situation like we thought you would I didn't see how walking could save a mortal soul I've learnt over the years what's in and out of our control So imagine our delight to see her carry on and fight She's a candle in the window and your faith keeps her alight So although it may be lost on us and frankly sounds preposterous I think you might be keeping her alive So keep on walking, Mr Fry For you've a power at your side I don't know how, I don't know why But sometimes if you try Even when you're falling you can fly So keep on walking Mr Fry For she waits for you like the summer waits for rain With hope renewed and the patience of a saint She'll wait for you for as long as she sustains I hope that now you can understand why You must keep on walking, Mr Fry