I'm parked at the curb and she walks beside
Then runs up the stairs, just an urban passerby
Now she's gone and high above me
But I bet you she could love me
How do I know?
Wishful intuition
I think I'm in love; at least twice a day
Alone in the crowd and dreaming this way
When my Íbaby left it hurt me
But that feeling will desert me
How can I tell?
My wishful intuition
If I could say what's on my mind
They would accept my proposition
And baby I'd make that happen
If only I could shed this naked inhibition
Eating alone; you ask if I'm through
Taking my plates and my heart as you do
How did you know for certain
Just how badly I was hurtin'
Must have been, your wishful intuition
Now desert will follow dinner
Kinda' thought that I could win her
Just my wishful intuition