A Frightened Little Bird

It was a moment too late
She was gone in the blink of an eye
What it could have been, I’ll never know
I just damn well moved too slow

I was given the time
It was mine, it was mine
And I didn’t say a word
I stood there like a frightened little bird
Not a word that she heard
Foolish me, foolish me
Now, I’ll never know what it could be

It was my moment, my moment in time,
We were caught in the present
She was mine, all mine
But her beauty captured me, like a bee to a rose
And I stood there saying nothing, in an innocent pose

My feet were cemented, I was nailed to the ground
I needed to say something but no courage I found
She was like me, just there, caught in the rain
Why didn’t I approach her? I must be insane

There are those moments, yes, gifted by God
They come upon us, sometimes strangely and odd
That if acted upon, could create a new you
I felt like an intruder just enjoying the view
Just one word said, could have started the race
But I was like a statue just staring in place
I wonder what she was thinking, I wonder how
her life unfolds; I shutter to think I could
have been a part of it, now I’ll never know         

She was gone, she was gone
It didn’t take her long to break from her space
leaving me to wonder what had past
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Might be my only, might be my last
To meet a girl like her, to render me speechless
She was now a blur

I was given the time
It was mine, it was mine
And I didn’t say a word
I stood there like a frightened little bird
Not a word that she heard
Foolish me, foolish me

Now, I’ll never know what could be
Not a word, not a word
Like a frightened little bird
Just a frightened little bird
How ridiculously absurd