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They even looked at each other once Across a crowded bar He was with Martha She was with Tom Neither of them knew what was going on A strange feeling of never Heartbeats becoming synchronized And staying that way forever But most of the time It was just near misses Air kisses Once in a bookstore, once at a party She came in just as he was leaving And years ago, at the movies, she sat behind him A six-thirty showing of While You Were Sleeping He never once looked round It's so easy from above You can really see it all People who belong together Lost and sad and small But there's nothing to be done for them It doesn't work that way Sure, we all have soul mates But we walk past them every day And it's not like they were ever actually unhappy In the lives they lived He married Martha She married Tom Just this vague notion that something was wrong An ache, an absence, a phantom limb An itch that could never be scratched It's so easy from above You can really see it all People who belong together Lost and sad and small But there's nothing to be done for them It doesn't work that way Sure, we all have soul mates But we walk past them every day Neither of them knew what was going on A strange feeling of never Heartbeats becoming synchronized And staying that way forever And who knows whether that's how it should be Maybe our ghosts live right in that vacancy Maybe that's how books get written Maybe that's why songs get sung Maybe we owe the unlucky ones It's so easy from above You can really see it all People who belong together Lost and sad and small But there's nothing to be done for them It doesn't work that way Sure, we all have soul mates But we walk past them every day Maybe that's how books get written Maybe that's why songs get sung Maybe we owe the unlucky ones Maybe that's how books get written Maybe that's why songs get sung Maybe we owe the unlucky ones