I stare at your face, into your eyes. Outside there's so much passing us by. All of the sounds, all of the sights. Over the earth and under the sky. Too much cold and too much rain.
Get a load of me, get a load of you. Walkin' down the street and I hardly know you. (Hardly know you). It's just like we were meant to be. . Holding hands with you, when we're out at night.
I'm always too late. I see the train leaving. I'm always laughing. When it's not cool to smile. . I'm always aiming. But somehow keep missing. So how did you get here.