I first saw you wait in a Jersey diner
with an apron old and loosely stained
no one waited any finer
the menu gracefully explained
Can we keep our looks
from casually crossing
some on purpose or maybe by chance
so more and more, I will be lost in
the inner menu of your glance
chorus:
I stumbled into you, out of a notion
that some day we will face reality
Stumbled into you, due to devotion
'cause heaven knows you will abandon me