Last week I rode by a house
I'd swear I saw you come out the door
Was it you? Was it my imagination?
Did I just see someone who looked like you?
It can't be that, there is no one who looks like you
You are an angel, you are perfect
My eyes know when they rest upon a vision of perfection
Did you move? I know you didn't live there before
But the cars in the driveway are a dead give away
I suppose it could be a coincidence
I suppose some other beautiful goddess could live there
With two cars that are the same kind as yours
What are the odds of that?
And doesn't it just fit the scene I knew you would be in?
The perfect little home
On the street I ride down from work to the bank
But I hope it wasn't you, I hope it's not your house
I can't stand to see such beauty
I can't bare to look into your eyes ever again
I still love you with all my heart

It's not my house you share
Not my bed room you yearn to be in
Not my life you want to be a part of
Not my heart you want to love you
So now I must find a new road to ride down
Though it's the only one that goes straight there
I will have to ride all the way around town
Peddle back up hill again, and Me, not being in the best of shape
Since I haven't taken your aerobics class in more than a year now,
It isn't going to be an easy trip!

A part of me wants to keep going that way anyhow
Hoping you will see me, maybe looking out the window
But I'll be going by too fast for you to come out and say hello
I will make sure I'm going too fast....
Then again, I think it would be better to go the long way around
What if you are already there, outside on the lawn
Where I won't be able to hide from you?
Beej, god, I love you!
I wish I didn't, I wish I could forget you
But then I was the one who said wishes don't come true
If they did, that would be our house I saw you run back into
Did you see me coming?
Were you hiding from me?
You don't need to hide from someone who turned his back on you
Someone who is hiding from the truth

07/26/2002

Posted on 09/23/2005
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