Another Sunday afternoon
Looking for something new
Nothing seems to catch my eye
All the books look just alike
Round the corner down the stairs
What I'm looking for's not there
Wall to wall the same routine
Science fiction and fantasy
A pair of shoes move my way
I looked up to find a face
The darkest hair I'd ever seen
Full of life and mystery
Caught a smile between the shelf
I was caught beside myself
A single rosebud on her arm
I turn around and find she's gone
Girl from the bookstore, will I see you again
I'd love to sit down and ask you how you've been
There was confusion on my face
I tried to stop and ask her name
I couldn't take it anymore
Then I felt my feet pass through the door
Life is funny in that way
There was so much left to say
Another world to see inside
I couldn't get her off my mind
Girl from the bookstore, will I see you again
I'd love to sit down and ask you how you've been
Will I see you again
Will I see you again
Girl from the bookstore will I see you again
I'd love to sit down and ask you how you've been
Girl from the bookstore will I see you again