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