Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Fancy meeting you here
I was turning to leave
When someone called to me
And there you were
You show up in the most unexpected places
Easily, you slip
Into the eyes and lips
Of other people's faces
There is nothing bashful in your stance
And you know what my answer will be
Even before you ask me
'Shall we dance'?
Why do you have to be so....nice?
I've never met anyone like you
It's funny, what a memory can do.....
And how willingly we pay its price
Yes, fancy meeting you tonight
I was really just out to get some air
But you seem to show up everywhere
Somehow you always get it right