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| That morning as I left her a yellow rose of friendship was close to her mouth a look of sadness on her face tears streaming from her eyes If only I could say the magic words the one's she wanted to hear for so long that if millions, thousands, hundreds loved her That I would be the one that counted the one she truly wanted a response from A sweetheart she is,so beautiful, so loving,and kind Yet, still I turned my back, kept walking, as I had seen the longing, the hurt look in her eyes I want to be free as the birds There's many more fishes out there in the sea She called me on the phone, wrote me letters of love. said she was lonely, was dying inside hasten to come by she said ! be my love, be my life responding, I did not afterwhile, I realized she had moved on! there were no more phone calls! or love letters to look upon Soon I came to my senses realizing what I had done I had scorned true love so I went looking but not finding her at home! I wrote her a love letter scented with flowers so fine She sent me an answer twisted thistles and twine It says, I've moved on, we truly are through Please keep your love letters, as I will be keeping mine. I'm writing to my new love he now fills my life |
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| True Love Scorned |
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