What if you met him on the streets,
And he didn't spot you.
Would you walk over to hug him,
Would you slip back to the shadows?

What if you knew him, loved him,
From a distance so far back.
Would you run faster, race better,
Would you love him through a glass pane?

What if your whole world revolves beside him,
And time stopped when you were away.
Like you were non-existent without him,
Without an us in this picture.

What if he saw right through you,
Like you're little miss invisible,
And all you ever want
Is to be little miss visible.

Would you throw it all away
For a cliche?