All those things I didn’t do
And the worst of all of those things was you
As you passed across my screen
Looking as ephemeral as a dream
In the moment true
Could I have meant it all to you?
If I’d just stepped forward to
All that I thought of to meet you
And you’re fire and ashes
I’m the Phoenix that rises
Meeting you the best of surprises 
On that July morning
Now there’s weather and it’s all storming
Into the notion of what we could be
But I won’t cross She
As she holds your hand
And stares into a pair of eyes so grand
They’re subterfuge 
And it would just be rude
To interrupt 
What you’ve become, so abrupt
So I let you leave
Let you believe
That I don’t care
About all that isn’t there
In the moment true
I clasp the thought I had of you
So tight
And I’m alright
But the bliss is fading
And the idealism is jading 
As my thirties continue apace
And I stop staring at your face
Through a window in time
I’m kicking myself coz you could be mine