Passer - By

It was my favorite day Before the movie show Until the fight broke out In front of floral scenes Faces got all bent up "Beat him real good", she called I saw a distant girl Point at a hummingbird I felt the burning sun How does it last so long? Out in the Pisgah trees There's a discarded song Left for my open ear Left by the passer-by Who had imagined I Would come looking for life Bumped a passer-by Who smiled as if he knew me He didn't have a face I recognized But I keep on thinking 'bout your smile Thanked a passer-by For pointing out a thing I Probably would have missed without her eyes Now I miss the passer-by Bumped a passer-by Who smiled as if he knew me He didn't have a face I recognized But I keep on thinking 'bout your smile Thanked the passer-by For pointing out a thing I Probably would have missed without her eyes Now I miss the passer-by Passer-by stepping on Always stepping, always passing Passer-by stepping on Always stepping, always passing Passer-by stepping on Always stepping, always passing Passer-by stepping on Always stepping, always passing Thank you passer-by