handsome stranger

i liked you the moment i saw you
but i didn't want to stare
i imagine people stare for the wrong reasons

but you are beautiful

first it was a look
lingering just a little too long
but you noticed me notice you

i was still afraid to stare

then it was a nod
and a quiet hello
but we were acquainted now

i wanted to see you again

when i did one day i asked you
"how's it going man"
and we talked the whole ride home

i know your name now

i thought of you on the bus today
even though i knew
you wouldn't get on at 4:45

i really want you now