You Caught My Eye

We passed again, the other day, not for the first time. I tried to

find the words to say, but you slipped away

before I could ask you to stay. That's how it was

for you and me, a passing glance upon the street, like sliding doors,

a passing train. It's like us but without the pain.

My eye, you made me dream. You're in my bloodstream,

but it was just a dream, a dream. You caught my eye.

You caught my eye. The way you walked, you had a