I wish you would have smiled in the bakery
or sat on a tatty sette
at some mutual friend‘s gathering
and the more you keep on looking
the more is hard to take
love, we‘re in stale mate
to never meet is surely where we‘re bound
there‘s one in every town
just there to grind you down
I wish I would have seen you in the post office
well maybe I did and I missed it
too busy with a mind on clever rhymes
why not the rounder‘s pitch or the canteen
you‘re slacking love, where have you been?
just had to go and wait until tonight
so give me the invite
don‘t worry it‘s alright
I wish I would have seen you down in the arcade
sipping on a lemonade in the paper cup and chewing on the straw
and I wish I would have seen you in the bakery
but if I‘d seen you in the bakery
you probably wouldn‘t have seen me