I am her chauffeur,
I take her here and there,
We spend a lot of time together,
You could even say we’re friends.


My job is to take her places,
I know where she is and where she needs to be,
I never know why though,
I never see her outside of my car.


I have only seen her reflection,
She has only seen the back of my head,
I wonder if she even looks at me,
I wonder how tall she is.


She has a lover,
She talks about him all the time,
I know a lot about him,
Maybe even more than I do about her.


I like to hear her speak,
Sometimes I drive slower so she doesn’t stop,
I can only see her lips move,
I can only imagine how beautiful her eyes are.


She sits in the backseat,
I’d tell her to sit in the front,
but then she’d think I’m odd,
Why do I have to be so insecure.


She is the highlight of my day,
Her words never leave my mind,
All my thoughts are of her,
It is turning into an obsession,


She doesn’t know it,
But I love her,
More than that piece of meat she calls her lover,
More than anyone ever will.


She doesn’t know who I am,
She hasn’t even seen my face,
I only know her by her words,
Yet it feels like fate.


Through the rear view mirror I see,
A past that I had only dreamt of,
A future that will never be,
A secret and unfulfilling love.


I am her chauffeur,
And I am in love with her.


Pt. 2


She chooses the radio station we listen to,
I keep it on even when she's not in the car,
I learn all the lyrics to her favorite songs,
I'll sing them to her some day.


Today I took her to the park,
Tomorrow I'll do the same,
Only she'll ask me to come down with her,
And things will be different.


We'll have a picnic in the sun,
I'll set the blanket while she holds the basket,
She'll laugh at my jokes,
I'll watch her smile.


One day I'll tell her how I feel,
Her love for me will be just as real,
As mine for her has always been,
And things will be different.