Cafe Man

I've been passing your door
For five years or more
I've always felt I should not enter
But one day I did venture
I'm not sure why a thought entered my head
About a person entering a shop and falling in love at first
sight...

The first time I saw you moving across the room
Singing the chorus of "Like a Spaceman"
I couldn't help but stand and stare
I think you noticed and as I turned away
I could sense your strong glare
I couldn't move and there was nothing I could say
But stand still and wait
And hope what you felt was not hate
Eventually the moment seemed to pass...

Is it a figment of my imagination that you're always around or in my
face?
Why is it when I'm around, I'm never able to do ordinary, everyday
things between two people?
Why do I try to avoid you when I miss you so much?
What is it I'm supposed to do about you?
If I'm just a customer I should be able to come in,
If I'm more than a customer, what do you want from me?
Do you want me to come and see you?
I do miss you when I don't
I don't know where I stand with you
And one day it's "Yes" and the next day "No"
I wish I could sort all this confusion...

In the meantime I'm always dreaming of romantic intensions and amorous
notions.