Each morning on the bus we pass
You get on as I alight, alas

Then one day I decide to wait,
Even though it makes me late

A spare seat I save, hoping you will see,
Then you come and sit next to me

I gasp as you demurely glance,
Your eyes meeting mine just by chance

My heart’s a flutter as our fingers touch,
I’ve wanted this much too much

‘What now?’ I think, now I have you here
Will you just up and disappear?

“It’s cold for the time of year,” I say,
You smile as you look my way

Close up I see those deep brown eyes,
For a moment I am hypnotized

For a second my mind begins to wander,
In that time my heart grows fonder…

Our lips are poised for a kiss,
A time of pure and simple bliss

My body tingling, pulse begins to race,
Your hot breath upon my face

Just as I imagine a button pop,
The bus comes to a sudden stop

So this is it, what do I do?
If only you felt this way too

A polite ‘Excuse me’ is aimed my way,
I guess it has to be this way

Maybe there’s not meant to be an ‘us’
I’ll just go get a different bus