Pretty face

Damn I should of got her Number I just woke up from Dreaming of a woman I met last summer I had just dropped off my nephews Hopped on the city bus and She sat right next to me I couldn't believe it Shocked at first My nevous shaking could of knocked her purse down Couldnt find the words to blurt out we rode the bus in silence My face to the window Trying to hide my shyness My stop came before hers I said excuse me The only two words I'd spoken toward her She stood and stepped to the side Her knee grazed mine as I stood we locked eyes Remembering this stop was mine I said...goodbye