I started flying way too high, as if on an eagle's wing.
I want to love her forever, but she doesn't even want a year,
She used to want to be with me, but lets her life be run by fear.
I love her too much, because a month for her, is even far too long,
I thought she and I would share happiness, but once again I'm wrong.
If my love for her were a fraction, that would only last a couple weeks,
It would STILL be too much love; because it's not love that she seeks.
I can't be with her, for a single day, because I can't give her what she needs,
She has to hoe her field of dreams, to eliminate the weeds.
She won't even let me be with her for a single night,
I'm a rookie, and she has an expert, who does everything just right.
My love grows for her, so I have to make it stop,
If my tears continue flowing, I'll have to get a mop.
The next time I trust a girl, I hope I take a pause,
And hope that I remember, there is no Santa Claus