Whilst sitting on the station floor
I couldn't have asked for any more
Than to meet a girl like you…
You swept me up and took me to
A little café that you knew
But all I wanted was to stare at you
Across the menu board.
I didn't have a place to stay
But you were there to light the way
As you sipped from a handled glass
I prayed for our time not to pass.
Your skin is soft, your hair light brown
In your eyes I want to drown
They hold emotions that you hoard
As I stare across the menu board.
The clock struck six; you had to go
Not saying why, you dropped a note
On the table and kissed my cheek
Ran out the door and down the street.
I sat for hours, not knowing why
I was so lucky to have spent this time
With a girl who left me rather floored
As I stared across the menu board.
