The People That You Never Get To Love

You're browsing through a second hand bookstore

And you see her in non-fiction V through Y

She looks up from World War II

And then you catch her, catching, you catching her eye

And you quickly turn away your wishful stare

And take a sudden interest in your shoes

If you only had the courage but you don't

She turns and leaves and you both lose

And you think about

The people that you never get to love

It's not as if you even have the chance

So many worth a second life

But rarely do you get a second glance

Until fate cuts in on your dance

And you'll see her on a train that you've just missed

At a bus stop where your bus will never stop

Or in a passing Buick

When you've been pulled over by a traffic cop

Or you'll share an elevator, just you two

And you'll rise in total silence to the floor

Like the fool you are, you get off

And she leaves your life behind a closing door

And you think about

The people that you never get to love

The poem you intended to begin

The saddest words that anyone has ever said are

'Lord, what might have been'

But no one said you get to win

Still you're never gonna miss what you don't know

And you don't know who you'll meet at half past three

It could be a total stranger

Who looks something just exactly much like me

One of the people that you never get to love

One of the people that you never get to love

The people that you never get to love