when I saw you standing on the stairs in his arms completely unaware that I'd come to send you on your way gift in hand I knew just what to say
but how could I bare (look there's that guy back over there) his hands in your hair (the one with glasses and the hair) and how could I miss (I can't control what's in his mind) what could have been my kiss? (he'll take the hint I'm sure it's fine)
don't know his name though I've seen him once or twice had no idea that you'd kiss him on the ice near the stop waiting for the train will he be here when you come back again?
as I walk I stop to see the sights people shop the doors are decked in lights and this book the one I got to show you how I feel I'll leave it in the snow
'cuz how could I bare (look there's that guy back over there) his hands in your hair (the one with glasses and the hair) and how could I miss (I can't control what's in his mind) what could have been my kiss? (he'll take the hint I'm sure it's fine)
