A solitary narrator watching two lovers passing over a bridge, with the melancholic observer reflecting on the couple, the Thames, and Waterloo Station. “Every day I look at the world from my window,but chilly, chilly is the evening time,Waterloo sunset's fine.Terry meets julie, waterloo station,every friday night.But I am so lazy, don't want to wander.I stay at home at night.But I don't feel afraid,as long as I gaze on waterloo sunset,I am in paradise.”