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You're browsing through A second hand bookstore And you see her In non-fiction V through Y She looks up From World War Two And then you catch His catching you Catching his eye And you quickly turn away Your wishful stare And take a sudden interest In your shoes If you only had the courage But you don't she turns And leaves and you both lose And you think about The people That you never get to love It's not as if you even Have the chance So many worth A second life But rarely do you get SongtexteA second glance Until fate cuts In on your dance And you'll see her on a train That you've just missed At a bus stop Where your bus will never stop Or in a passing Buick When you've been pulled over By a traffic cop Or you'll share an elevator Just you two And you'll rise In solemn silence To your floor Like the fool You are you get off And she leaves your life Behind a closing door And you think about The people That you never get to love The poem you intended to begin The saddest words That anyone has ever said Are Lord what might have been But noone said you get to win Still you're never gonna miss What you don't know And you don't know Who you'll meet At half past three It could be a total stranger Who looks something Just exactly much like me One of the people That you never get to love One of the people That you never get to love The people That you never get to love (Thanks to Rafael for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania