"Judging By Cover"

We all know what you want,
And you know what you've got,
Yet you'd still turn away
If you were offered the lot,
You'd close the door,
Find a worse one open to step through.

And if you don't mind,
Then I'd have the mind
To get into your mind,
And see if I can get to know you.

But you take what you see,
Then throw it away.
Before you open the cover,
'Say you'll read another day,
Even though this book is exactly
What you want to read.

I get one word out,
Then the rest come back in,
'Cos you've turned the other way
While you're talking to him.
I can't see the point,
And you won't give me a chance,
But we both know all we want
Is just a little romance.

And now I'm up on a shelf,
Out of sight, out of mind,
Or the back of the drawer,
Though I'm one of a kind,
And you remember nothing
'Cos you've nothing to remember 'bout me.

A bit much to presume
That I'm well suited for you?
Or can you just not see
A tiny fraction of me?
Or are you busy with the guys
More comfortable for you?
When I'm hung up like this,
You're keeping me busy too.

I get one word out,
Then the rest come back in,
'Cos you've turned the other way
While you're talking to him.
I can't see the point,
And you won't give me a chance,
But we both know all we want
Is just a little romance.