Maybe you were behind me
On some crowded New Year's Eve
When I was hoping love might find me
Before I had to leave
As the crowd counted down
Were you somewhere around
And like me you'd had enough
Poor You, Poor Me, Poor Love
Maybe you drove by me
Even heard my radio
Or maybe at the movies
When they pulled those lights down low
But where was love on that day
Did she look the wrong way
Make us feel like giving up
Poor You, Poor Me, Poor Love
My true love is like the needle in the hay
I'm always waiting for the moment
That you cross my way
I'll be searching til that day
But our eyes never met
And our lips never touched
So I curse the skies above
Poor You, Poor Me, Poor Love
Poor You, Poor Me, Poor Love
Poor You, Poor Me, Poor all that we could be
Poor You, Poor Me, Poor Love