My role in life it seems to me
Is to be the one who's sadly missed
How much more fun for me 't would be
If I was the one who's sometimes kissed

Ecstatic aching of the heart
Helps one feel that one's alive
But as 'circumstance' keeps us apart
How the hell can I survive?

Oh the anguish, oh the pain
Such sweet romantic agony
But when will two meet again?
That's what I really want to see

So name the date and give the time
When together we can meet
I know you're busy but please be mine
Let ME rush you off your feet

If this is all too much for you
Then with a sad and tearful eye
There's not much else that I can do
But sadly wish you a fond...goodbye