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)