written for Elizabeth Y.
I know that girl
She used to be my bff
A few years ago
Off on a train she left
Those years passed by
She came back again
With another hug for me
And eyes still for that man
She's a pop princess
His unreachable mistress
He's never seen her
Strolling in Express
But when she does
He'll be sure to know
She's the one for him
And he's her hero
Colors go flying
His constant walk
Step by step coming closer
Embracing others
Maybe he's not the man for her
Is she giving up?
She gives me one last smile
Going off for another many miles
She was a pop princess
His unreachable mistress
He may never see her again
But when I find her one last time
Toward somewhere on the go
I'll be sure to recognize her
And know that she's letting hold
