She dances in a soft flurry of falling pages. Are they heartfelt letters,
or pages of a sermon that no one will hear? Unrequited love and personal loss
are always poignant, but life goes on with in us and without us.

The scene is set with distant conversational snippets of the lads from
another era. And then, from the first memorable chords, the sweet melancholy
of this tune is transformed into a soulful moving tribute to unrequited love.
A solo dancer glides amidst a flurry of love letters. Bittersweet yearning in
every movement. She contemplates her past in a soulful dance, remembering love
lost but not forgotten in a world where the search goes on to find her true
love. Accompanied by a hand drawn visual, they dance together in a world outlined
with elements of everyday life.
An early recording of the vocals were used with a new orchestral backing by
George Martin; the early version used - a demo - can be found on Anthology 3.>
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