Walkaway

I saw you on the street the other day

Instead of saying Hi I walked the other way

I would have loved to stop and chat a while

Catch up on things and see your smile

It wasn't just that he was by your side

Or that you laughed as you looked into his eyes

I've seen you holding hands with other guys

After all this time I shouldn't be surprised

Even if I stopped what would I say?

Fancy seeing you, do you live out this way?

Small talk's never really worked for me

Old dog, old tricks, I'll just let it be

I went on home, and sat a while

Tried to think of you, with a smile.

It wasn't working but it never does

I prefer what is, not what was

How long you think, til he is gone?

And I see you out again with another one.

Maybe we could all go start a baseball team

The Broken Hearts, or Broken Dreams

Sometimes at night I wonder what would be

If you were here. If we were three

And in the morning with the light of day

I have to say. It's best this way

I saw you on the street again today

Instead of saying Hi I walked the other way

I didn't care to stop or chat at all

Got no more words, I've said them all