I Saw Her In A Broadway Car, The Woman I Might Grow To Be; I Felt My Lover Look At Her And Then Turn Suddenly To Me. Her Hair Was Dull And Drew No Light, And Yet Its Color Was As Mine; Her Eyes Were Strangely Like My Eyes, Tho' Love Had Never Made Them Shine. Her Body Was A Thing Grown Thin, Hungry For Love That Never Came; Her Soul Was Frozen In The Dark, Unwarmed Forever By Love'S Flame. I Felt My Lover Look At Her And Then Turn Suddenly To Me, His Eyes Were Magic To Defy The Woman I Shall Never Be.