• As she walks past me,
    I pray for her to notice,
    To notice me sitting there,
    As she passes by me,
    She don't even glance down,
    Down upon me sitting there,
    As I lower my head,
    A see feet and hear a voice,
    The voice sounded like an angel,
    For that angel was her,
    She says to me in a sweet voice,
    I miss you and I love you,
    As I raise my head,
    I return those special words,
    All will be well,
    For my heart knows whats right.