here she comes maybe this time she will notice me

a simple smile or a wave would mean so much

but she'll just walk right be she never says hello to me

oh well i guess i'm just down on my luck



and i'm trying to be cool

as she walks right by

trying to pretend

that she never caught my eye

as soon as she's out of sight

i'll walk home once again

spend the rest of the night

with her vision in my head



and as she's drawing near

she stops to tie her shoe

here comes the nervousness

of not knowing what to do

i offer her my hand

to help her to get up

tell her that she's beautiful

and then she tells me she's in love

with another guy



why does this always happen to me

why are they always so happy

in love with someone else

before i get a chance

what has he got that i don't have

that i don't have