I pass the twenty-eight bus on a Monday
Just to see you making your way home
This pain isn’t healin’ so easy
That’s the reason I am still alone
I see you gazing out of the window
Your head turns but you miss my glance
You’ll never know how much time I spent
Dreaming up my second chance

But I just stand here and tried to find
Some perspective on this situation
Now I’m the fool, standing out in the rain
And the bus has left the station

Tomorrow I’ll be back in vain
The smile on my face conceals the
pain within
Days, the weeks and the years and
Mistakes and regrets
Mistakes and regrets
Knowing I can never mend my ways
Even if I could, would it matter anyway
Do you even remember me
I would bleed for your sympathy
You know it tears me apart when I
wait right here

Should I pretend not to see you
Or present myself broken-hearted
Maybe you’d see straight through my weakness
And put me right back where I started

I know it’s time to pick up the pieces
How could I get it so wrong?
To give of myself to a love unrequited
How could I ever be that gone?