I fell into the look you gave
One sunny Friday morn
You graced a finger on my hand
A great tragedy was born
You laughed with me upon that bench
That sunny Friday morn
We talked upon our past and dreams
With a rose against a thorn
Speak to me O freeing dove!
I said to you at noon
With all my heart I said it
My heart�d be breaking soon
No one else came round
As the sun went o�er the trees
My heart followed it through branches
Across that azure sea
The birds chirped a docile lullaby
That day the world fell down
She smiled upon that grassy field
Without my love abound
She took my hand and watched the birds
Who sang her favorite song
I�d love to sit and watch all day
But I wouldn�t be watching long
She donned her smile and waved goodbye
I watched her walk away
Then saw in shock some other guy
She�d trick in the same way
I stared and longed and cried for her
I prayed and asked �Why me?�
She left me on that old park bench
And she was gone by half past three